Ceremony was but devised at first to set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, recanting goodness, sorry ere Tis shown; but where there is true friendship, there needs none. – William Shakespeare
Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives. – William Shakespeare
O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven! Keep me in temper. I would not be mad. – William Shakespeare
The Miss America contest is the most perfectly rendered theater in our culture, for it so perfectly captures what we yearn for: a low-class ritual, a polished restatement of vulgarity, that wants to open the door to high-class respectability by way of plain middle-class anxiety and ambition. – Gerald Early