More from Twelfth Night
- Taste your legs, sir; put them to motion.
- All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told; Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold.
- All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their enterances, And one man in his time plays many parts.
- Alonso: a kind Of excellent dumb discourse
- A man I am cross'd with adversity.
- Ambition, the soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, than gain which darkens him.
Last reviewed 2026-07-06