Twice-Told Tale
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
–King John,
Act III, Scene iv

Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
–King John,
Act III, Scene iv

For new-made honour doth forget men’s names.
–King John,
Act I, Scene i

O, that my tongue were in the thunder’s mouth!
Then with a passion would I shake the world.
— King John,
Act III, Scene iv

Whiles I am a beggar, I will rail
And say there is no sin but to be rich;
And being rich, my virtue then shall be
To say there is no vice but beggary.
–King John,
Act II, Scene i

Out, dunghill! Darest thou brave a nobleman?
–King John,
Act IV, Scene iii

To gild refinèd gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow…
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
–King John,
Act IV, Scene ii

How green you are and fresh in this old world!
–King John,
Act III, Scene iv