"Call all the barmaids Beatrice and all the boys Benedick; I’m weary of staring in these mirrors of the human condition. What shall it profit a man if he gain his own soul but lose the world? Or, worse, what if you gain the world and lose only your car keys?"

"Why are the fairest always the saddest, with barmaids named Beatrix, or midgets in pubs?"

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