benedick.jpgThat a woman con­ceived me, I thank her; that she
brought me up, I like­wise give her most hum­ble
thanks: but that I will have a recheat wind­ed in my
fore­head, or hang my bugle in an invis­i­ble baldrick,
all women shall par­don me. Because I will not do
them the wrong to mis­trust any, I will do myself the
right to trust none; and the fine is, for the which
I may go the fin­er, I will live a bach­e­lor.

-Much Ado About Noth­ing: Act I, Scene I
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