O nuncle, court holy water in a dry house is better than this rainwater out o’ door. Good nuncle, in. Ask thy daughters’ blessing. Here’s a night pities neither wise men nor fools.
– William Shakespeare
King Lear, Act 3, Scene 2. Lear and his Fool are wandering a desolate heath in the midst of a terrible storm. The King shouts at the forces of nature, while the Fool recognizes that they are in trouble and suggests that Lear apologize to his daughters and they seek shelter. In a night that "pities neither wise men nor fools," roles have once again become reversed, as the screaming King blindly plays the fool and the jester the wise man.