Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit.

SPEED: And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.

“I can see he's not in your good books,' said the messenger.'No, and if he were …”

“They say best men are molded out of faults,And, for the most, become much more …”

“Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.”

“That he's mad, 'tis true,'tis true 'tis pity,And pity 'tis, 'tis true—a foolish…”