Over It
If music be the food of love, play on.
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
–Twelfth Night,
Act I, Scene i

If music be the food of love, play on.
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
–Twelfth Night,
Act I, Scene i

I love you with so much of my heart
that none is left to protest.
–Much Ado About Nothing,
Act IV, Scene i

Sit by my side and let the world slip;
we shall ne’er be younger.
–Taming of the Shrew,
Prologue

You taught me language,
and my profit on’t is I know how to curse.
—The Tempest,
Act I, Scene ii

I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow,
than a man swear he loves me.
–Much Ado About Nothing,
Act I, Scene i

They have been at a great feast of languages,
and stolen the scraps.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act V, Scene i

I speak as my understanding instructs me
and as mine honesty puts it to utterance.
–The Winter’s Tale,
Act I, Scene i