Theoretically True
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.
–Much Ado About Nothing,
Act V, Scene i

For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.
–Much Ado About Nothing,
Act V, Scene i

Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act III, Scene i

Bids’t thou me rage? why, now thou hast thy wish:
Wouldst have me weep? why, now thou hast thy will:
For raging wind blows up incessant showers,
And when the rage allays, the rain begins.
–Henry VI Part 3,
Act I, Scene iv

Now, what a thing it is to be an ass!
–Titus Andronicus,
Act IV, Scene ii

Give me a staff of honor for mine age
But not a scepter to control the world.
-Titus Andronicus,
Act I, Scene i

A fickle maid full pale,
Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain,
Storming her world with sorrow’s wind and rain.
–A Lover’s Complaint

I have done a thousand dreadful things
As willingly as one would kill a fly,
And nothing grieves me heartily indeed
But that I cannot do ten thousand more.
-Titus Andronicus,
Act V Scene i