“thou art the best o' the cut-throats”

“O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the hearts of desperate men!”

“O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason !”

“Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.”

“How art thou out of breath when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?”

“In thy foul throat thou liest.”

“For where thou art, there is the world itself,With every several pleasure in the world,And where thou art not, desolation.”