I'll Speak In A Monstrous Little Voice.

So Doth The Greater Glory Dim The Less: A Substitute Shines Brightly As A King Until A King Be By.

Why, I' Faith, Methinks She's Too Low For A High Praise, Too Brown For A Fair Praise And Too Little For A Great Praise: Only This Commendation I Can Afford Her, That Were She Other Than She Is, She Were Unhandsome; And Being No Other But As She Is, I Do Not Like Her. (benedick, From Much Ado About Nothing)

The Pleasant'st Angling Is To See The Fish Cut With Her Golden Oars The Silver Stream And Greedily Devour The Treacherous Bait.

Every Man Has Business And Desire, Such As It Is.

Summer's Lease Hath All Too Short A Date.