“This signior is sound, safe, ready, and dumbAs ever was candle, carrot, or thumb;Then away with these nasty devices, and showHow you rate the just merits of Signior Dildo.”

“What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hathsuch meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?”

“Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee?BEATRICE Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me.BENEDICK O, stay but till then!BEATRICE 'Then' is spoken; fare you well now...(Much Ado About Nothing)”

“The Doctor: I just don’t like nastiness, and people getting away with it.Churchwell: That sounds a rather, if you forgive me, innocent view.The Doctor: That’s as may be, but I’m sticking to it.”

“Pushing magic toward the candle, I willed it to light. Nothing happened.Irys made a strangled sound and the candle burned. “Are you directing your magic to the candle?”“Yes. Why?”“You just ordered me to light the candle for you,” Irys said in exasperation. “And I did it.”

“Never, ever say the dildo accidentally turned itself on.”