Thou whoreson zed! Thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of a jakes with him. *all cheer for Shakespearean insu...
I'm beginning to wonder, said Kent, sitting down now on an overturned wooden tub. Who do I serve? Why am I here?You are here, because, in the expanding ethical ambiguity of our situation, you are stea...