~If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it. (1.1.1-2) ~Duke Orsino
~Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has. I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm of my wit. (1.3.83-86)~Sir Andrew Aguecheek
~Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage. (1.5.19)~ Feste
~My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. (2.3.158)~Maria
~She sat like Patience at a monument, Smiling at grief. (2.4.114-115)~Viola
~Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ’em. (2.5.130)~Malvolio
~Love sought is good, but giv'n unsought is better. (3.1.156)~Olivia
~Why, this very midsummer madness. (3.4.56)~ Olivia
~Nay, let me alone for swearing. (3.4.183)~Sir Andrew
~I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood. (3.4.354-357)~Viola
~In nature there's no blemish but the mind; None can be called deformed but the unkind. (3.4.367-368)~Antonio
~There is no darkness but ignorance. (4.2.31)~Feste
~Thus the whirlgig of time brings in his revenges. (5.1.376-377)~Feste
~I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. (5.1.384)~Malvolio
~Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has. I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm of my wit. (1.3.83-86)~Sir Andrew Aguecheek
~Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage. (1.5.19)~ Feste
~My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. (2.3.158)~Maria
~She sat like Patience at a monument, Smiling at grief. (2.4.114-115)~Viola
~Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ’em. (2.5.130)~Malvolio
~Love sought is good, but giv'n unsought is better. (3.1.156)~Olivia
~Why, this very midsummer madness. (3.4.56)~ Olivia
~Nay, let me alone for swearing. (3.4.183)~Sir Andrew
~I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood. (3.4.354-357)~Viola
~In nature there's no blemish but the mind; None can be called deformed but the unkind. (3.4.367-368)~Antonio
~There is no darkness but ignorance. (4.2.31)~Feste
~Thus the whirlgig of time brings in his revenges. (5.1.376-377)~Feste
~I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. (5.1.384)~Malvolio