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“Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father,
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
And where two raging fires meet together
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury:
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all:
So I to her and so she yields to me;
For I am rough and woo not like a babe.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“For I am born to tame you, Kate,
And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate
Comfortable as other household Kates.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“This is a way to kill a wife with kindness,
And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour.
He that knows better how to tame a shrew,
Now let him speak. 'Tis charity to show.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“Such a mad marriage never was before.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“She vied so fast, protesting oath after oath,
that in a twink she won me to her love.
O, you are novices. 'Tis a world to see
How tame, when men and women are alone,
A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“Of all matches never was the like.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“By this reckoning he is more a shrew than she.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew