Must I budge? Must I observe you?
I am astonished, shocked, to hear such principles avowed in this house.
Cassius. Ye gods! ye gods! Must I endure all this?
Brutus. All this? Ay, more.
Shylock. May I speak with Antonio?
Bassanio. If it please you to dine with us.
Shylock. Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the Devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.—The Merchant of Venice, Act i., Sc. 3.
Salarino. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh: What’s that good for?
Shylock. To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hinder’d me half a million: laugh’d at my losses, mock’d at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what’s his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?—The Merchant of Venice, Act iii., Sc. 1.