The Tales of Ruysch

•  Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
•  And all my soul, and all my every part;
•  And for this sin there is no remedy,
•  It is so grounded inward in my heart.
•  Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,
•  No shape so true, no truth of such account;
•  And for myself mine own worth do define,
•  As I all other in all worths surmount.
•  But when my glass shows me myself indeed
•  Beated and chopp'd with tanned antiquity,
•  Mine own self-love quite contrary I read;
•  Self so self-loving were iniquity.
•  Tis thee, myself, that for myself I praise,
•  Painting my age with beauty of thy days.

January 24, 2010, 2:00pm

• Sir Toby: 
•  Art any more than a steward? Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?
• Feste: 
•  Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' th' mouth too.
• Sir Toby: 
•  Th' art i' th' right. Go, sir, rub your chain with crumbs. A stope of wine, Maria!
• Malvolio: 
•  Mistress Mary, if you priz'd my lady's favor at any thing more than contempt, you would not give means for this uncivil rule. She shall know of it, by this hand.
•  (Twelfth Night Act 2, scene 3, 114–124)

January 20, 2010, 10:00pm

• Hostess: 
•  You will not pay for the glasses you have burst?
• Sly: 
•  No, not a denier. Go by, Saint Jeronimy! go to thy cold bed, and warm thee.
• Hostess: 
•  I know my remedy; I must go fetch the thirdborough. [Exit]
• Sly: 
•  Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by law. I'll not budge an inch, boy; let him come and kindly. [Falls asleep]
•  (The Taming Of The Shrew Induction, scene 1, 7–15)

January 20, 2010, 8:00pm

• Maria: 
•  Get him to say his prayers, good Sir Toby, get him to pray.
• Malvolio: 
•  My prayers, minx!
• Maria: 
•  No; I warrant you, he will not hear of godliness.
• Malvolio: 
•  Go hang yourselves all! You are idle shallow things, I am not of your element. You shall know more hereafter. [Exit]
• Sir Toby: 
•  Is't possible?
• Fabian: 
•  If this were play'd upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
•  (Twelfth Night, Act 3, scene 4, 118–128)

January 20, 2010, 6:00pm