“Thou frothy tickle-brained hedge-pig!”

“Have I nothing new, nothing diverting, in my whimsical way, thou askest in one of thy letters to entertain thee with? and thou tellest me that, when I have least to narrate, to speak in the scottish phrase, I am most diverting, a pretty compliment either to thyself , or to me, to both indeed! a sign that thou hast as frothy a heart as I a head !”

“Thou sodden-witted lord! thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows.”

“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasiesWhich busy care draws in the brains of men;Therefore thou sleep’st so sound.Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)”

“I had liefer twenty years/Skip to the broken music of my brains/Than any broken music thou canst make.”

“I think you’ve been inserting the Q-tips too far,” Lila says with a smirk.“I push them in until my brain tickles.” “You’re a clown, Bry.”“That hurts. My ego is seriously wounded.”