Não se comem os pêssegos em calda!
(Vá lá, animem-se! Lembrem-se que há sérias probabilidades de o Santana Lopes vir a ser primeiro-ministro. Haverá evento mais hilariante?)
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen,Let him not know 't, and he's not robb'd at all. vinnie Although the last, not least.
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. mike Frailty, thy name is woman!
Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods Detest my baseness. trevor Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
We have seen better days. chuck What a deformed thief this fashion is.
Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth. martha What seest thou elseIn the dark backward and abysm of time?