"I scorn you, scurvy companion...." - Quote by William Shakespeare

“O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.”

“My crown is in my heart, not on my head; not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, nor to be seen: my crown is called content, a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.”

“The coward dies a thousand deaths, the valiant, only once!”

“Familiarity breeds contempt - and children.”

“I feel a complete thirst for knowledge and an eager unrest to go further in it as well as satisfaction at every acquisition. There was a time when I believed that this alone could constitute the honor of mankind, and I had contempt for the ignorant rabble who know nothing.”

“'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O for breath to utter what is like thee! you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile standing-tuck!”

“What soilders whey-face? The English for so please you. Take thy face hence.”

“God's mercy on you degenerate swine.”

“Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all!”