This Above All; To Thine Own Self

I Am Wrapped In Dismal Thinking.

So Well Thy Words Become Thee As Thy Wounds.

I Do Not Hate A Proud Man, As I Do Hate The Engendering Of Toads.

Be As Thou Wast Wont To Be. See As Thou Wast Wont To See.

Petruchio: Come, Come, You Wasp; I' Faith, You Are Too Angry. Katherine: If I Be Waspish, Best Beware My Sting. Petruchio: My Remedy Is Then, To Pluck It Out. Katherine: Ay, If The Fool Could Find Where It Lies. Petruchio: Who Knows Not Where A Wasp Does Wear His Sting? In His Tail. Katherine: In His Tongue. Petruchio: Whose Tongue? Katherine: Yours, If You Talk Of Tails: And So Farewell. Petruchio: What, With My Tongue In Your Tail? Nay, Come Again, Good Kate; I Am A Gentleman.