God’s bread! it makes me mad:
Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play,
Alone, in company, still my care hath been
To have her match’d: and having now provided
A gentleman of noble parentage,
Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train’d,
Stuff’d, as they say, with honourable parts,
Proportion’d as one’s thought would wish a man.
– William Shakespeare
Romeo and Juliet, Act 3, Scene 5. Capulet makes out that he is doing a favor to his ungrateful daughter Juliet by organizing a wedding match with the well-connected, prosperous and handsome Paris. He is angry that Juliet does not appreciate all that he has done to find such a good husband for her.