Bar bar bar, if you see this, post some Shakespeare, bar bar bar.
In our last
conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and
now is the whole man governed with one: so that if
he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him
bear it for a difference between himself and his
horse; for it is all the wealth that he hath left,
to be known a reasonable creature.
Much Ado About Nothing. So much better than Romeo and Juliet. Beatrice rocks! Really, I just wanted to quote the entire first scene of Act I, which really sets your expectations for the character. It's Beatrice at her best
I truth, what I really wanted to quote was the following, but that's just because I'm morbid, and it's less funny taken out of context.
I pray you, how many hath he
killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath
he killed? for indeed I promised to eat all of his killing.
Beatrice, I love you! If I could, I would run away with you and listen to you be bitchy all day long!