A few:
"O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head,
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air."
"Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped
out, when the Lady Brach may stand by the fire and stink"
"3000 years of beautiful tradition from Moses to Sandy Koufax, you damn right I'm living in the past!"
"Nothing's fucked? The goddamn plane has crashed into the mountain!"
"Yeah, well, you know, that's just, like, your opinion, man"
Also: It is "the lady doth protest too much, methinks"