“Thou frothy tickle-brained hedge-pig!”

“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)”

“Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest.”

“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.”

“Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor-John.”

“Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd,Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,Raze out the written troubles of the brain,And with some sweet oblivious antidoteCleanse the stuff'd bosom of the perilous stuffWhich weighs upon the heart?DOCTOR:Therein the patient Must minister to himself.”