Those who rattle sabres, I think history has shown, have gained in the long run only hatred or ridicule, or both.

Judith Gottlieb: I think you have the wrong idea. We're not gonna be texting each other. We're not in love. There's absolutely nothing between us. Allen Gregory DeLongpre: There's a desk between us. Mrs. Gottlieb: Okay. Allen Gregory: Pencils, papers. What's that? That looks like stool softener? That's between us. Mrs. Gottlieb: Okay, I've had just about enough of this.

Let that be a lesson to never take you dutty, stinking, ghetto self uptown again.

Timon , thou hast a wife morigerous Shee is the onely comfort of my age.