Much Ado About Nothing

by William Shakespeare

he wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the next block.

I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.

I lose more blood with love

Not till God make men of some other metal than earth.

BEATRICE You dare easier be friends with me than fight with mine enemy. BENEDICK Is Claudio thine enemy? BEATRICE Is he not approved in the height a villain, that hath slandered, scorned, dishonoured my kinswoman? O that I were a man! What, bear her in hand until they come to take hands; and then, with public accusation, uncovered slander, unmitigated rancour, --O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the market-place.

I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.