Quotes of the Week - Aug 24, 2010:
"Barack Obama is the worst President in history." -- Ben Quayle,
son of former US Vice President.
"He is a bit old." -- Fabio Capello, England soccer coach,
saying he doesn't plan to pick David Beckham, 35, for any more competitive
matches.
"I am not on the Earth to be bullied by women journalists who envy
my freedom, my courage, my talent and my arse. I have a fantastic arse."
-- Sinead O'Connor, singer, resents criticism of her recent wedding.
"I'm no Tom Jones but I'm doing better than Nick Clegg." --
UK X Factor finalist Olly Murs, reveals his sexual conquests now number
more than 30.
Authors:
Shakespeare - As You Like It Quotes, As You Like It Quotations
True
is it that we have seen better days. As You Like It, 2. 7
All
the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard;
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. As You Like It, 2. 7
Blow,
blow, thou winter wind!
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude. As You Like It, 2. 7
Heigh-ho!
sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly. As You Like It, 2. 7
Run,
run Orlando: carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she. As You Like It, 2. 7
From
the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind. As You Like It, 3. 2
Let
us make an honourable retreat. As You Like It, 3. 2
With
bag and baggage. As You Like It, 3. 2
O,
wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet
again wonderful, and after that out of all whooping. As You Like It, 3. 2
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