"The Comedy of Errors" Quotes

A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.

There's not a man I meet but doth salute me As if I were their well-acquainted friend.

Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.

Am I so round with you, as you with me, That like a football you do spurn me thus?

Every why hath a wherefore.

To weep is to make less the depth of grief.

I to the world am like a drop of water That in the ocean seeks another drop, Who, falling there to find his fellow forth, Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself.

We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

I see the jewel best enameled Will lose his beauty, yet the gold bides still That others touch, and often touching will Wear gold; and no man that hath a name By falsehood and corruption doth it shame.

I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me.