By this reckoning he is more a shrew than she.

There's small choice in rotten apples.

If I be waspish, best beware my sting.

She moves me not, or not removes at least affection's edge in me.

Such a mad marriage never was before.

This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour.He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak. 'Tis charity to show.

For I am born to tame you, Kate, And bring you from a wild Kate to a KateComfortable as other household Kates.

Of all matches never was the like.

Lucentio: I read that I profess, the Art of Love.Bianca: And may you prove, sir, master of your art!Lucentio: While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart!

When you follow your thoughts you follow a ghost.

Balance hangs in the fingers of Peace

Detestation of the high is the involuntary homage of the low.

We are personalities in the making, limited, and grappling with things too high for us. Obviously we, at very best, will make many mistakes, but these mistakes need not be sins.

A good turn at need,At first or last, shall be assur'd of meed.

Latin America, for the first time in 500 years, is moving towards a degree of independence.

And immediately Rather than words comes the thought of high windows: The sun-comprehending glass, And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.

How competitive am I? A healthy amount. I have four siblings. It was competitive just eating dinner, like, "Everyone, get what you want from the chicken." Plus competing for your parents' attention.

Having the right message is what matters. It's not who you reach, it's what you say.

The only thing I'd rather own than Windows is English. Then I'd be able to charge you an upgrade fee every time I add new letters like N and T.