...according to Miguel de Cervantes, author of Don Quixote, at any rate. (Wow... I had no idea that book-jacket blurbs were that ancient an invention!) Tirant lo Blanc. Link stolen from Moira, who stole it from Mirabai.
"I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. The heaven over my head seems made of molten brass, the earth of flaming sulphur, yet I am not mad. I am acquainted with sad misery, as the tanned gallery slave is with his oar. Necessity makes me suffer constantly, and custom makes it easy."
-The Duchess
CASTRUCHIO: It is fitting a soldier arise to be a prince, but not necessary A prince descend to be a captain.Great stuff!
FERDINAND: No?
CASTRUCHIO: No, my lord; He were far better do it by a deputy.
FERDINAND: Why should he not as well sleep, or eat by a deputy? This might take idle, offensive, and base office from him, Whereas the other deprives him of honour.
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CASTRUCHIO: Nor endure to be in merry company; for she says Too much laughing, and too much company, fills her Too full of the wrinkle.
FERDINAND: I would then have a mathematical instrument Made for her face, That she might not laugh out of compass.
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DUCHESS: I pray, sir, hear me: I am married--
FERDINAND: So.
DUCHESS: Happily, not to your liking: but for that, Alas, your shears do come untimely now To clip the bird's wings, that's already flown! Will you see my husband?
FERDINAND: Yes. If I could change eyes with a basilisk.
BOSOLA: I fell into the galleys in your service, Where, for two years together, I wore Two towels instead of a shirt, with a knot on the shoulder, After the fashion of a Roman mantle.