“The innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care, The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course, Chief nourisher in life’s feast.”

“I’’m not being rude but you’d be the first to admit that you’re not a very logical thinker.”
“No, I wouldn’t.”
“You still don’t properly understand what happened in Ocean’s Eleven, do you?”
“It’s a complicated film.”
“It really isn’t.”