“Art thou any more than a steward? Does thou think because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?”
Sir Toby Belch
‘the best persuaded of himself, so crammed with, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his grounds of faith that all that look on him love”
Maria
If ever thou shalt love In the sweet pangs of it remember me, for such as I am, all true lovers are.”
Orsino
“For him, I think not on him. Would they were blanks rather than filled with me.”
oliva
I do not without danger walk these streets.
Antonio
Smil’st thou? I sent for thee upon a sad occasion.”
Malvolvio
“Some are born great. Some achieve greatness. And some have greatness thrust upon them.”
malvolvio
“Fellow! Not “Malvolio,” nor after my degree, but ‘fellow.”
Malvolvio
Read it. I warrant there’s vinegar and pepper in’t.”
Sir Andrew
“Pray God defend me! A little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a man.”
Ceasario
“A very dishonest, paltry boy, and more a coward than a hare. His dishonesty appears in leaving his friend here in necessity and denying him,”
Sir Andrew
“Save the friend and thy music. Dost thou live by the tabor?” -
Viola
“Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to my hearing.”
Olivia
What’s to do? Shall we go see the relics of this town?”
- Sebastian
“I do not without danger walk these streets.
Once in a sea fight, ‘gainst the Count his galleys I did some service of such note indeed
That were I ta’en here it would scarce be answered.” -
Antinio
“He’s coming, Madam, but in a very strange manner. He is sure possessed Madam.
Maria
“Be not afraid of greatness.’ Twas well writ
Malvolio
“I know the knight is incensed against you even to a mortal arbitrament, but nothing of the circumstances more.” -
Fabian
“Let him let the matter slip, and i’ll give him my horse, Gray Capilet
Andrew
You have said, sir. To see this age! A sentence is but a chev’ril glove to a good wit. How quickly the wrong side May be turned outward!”
Feste
“He is knight dubbed with unhatched rapier and on carpet consideration but he is a devil in private brawl.” -
Toby
On then unfold the passion of my love. Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith
Orsino
If she be so abandoned to her sorrow as is spoke, she will admit me
Cescario
What a plague means my niece to take the death
of her brother thus? I am sure care’s an enemy to
life.
Toby
