MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.
Act i. Sc. 1.
He hath indeed better bettered expectation.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
Friendship is constant in all other things,
Save in the office and affairs of love.
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no other agent.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy; I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
Act ii. Sc. 3.
Sits the wind in that corner?
Act ii. Sc. 3.
When I said I should die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Some, Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Everyone can master a grief, but he that
Lath it.
Act iii. Sc. 3.
Are you good men and true?
Act iii. Sc. 3.
Is most tolerable, and not to be endured.
Act iii. Sc. 4.
Comparisons are odorous.
Act iv. Sc. 2.
O that he were here to write me down—an ass!
Act iv. Sc. 2.
A fellow that had losses.
Act v. Sc. 1.
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.