What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet The Last Post,
I am the most offending soul alive.
"I say we take off and nuke the site from orbit; it's the only way to be sure."
I devoured my 'good' twin in utero
"Doctor Evil! I didn't spend six years in evil medical school to be called "Mister," thank you very much."