Shrek is love. Shrek is life.

I understand. You found paradise in the swamp. You had a good trade, you made a good living. The fairy tale creatures protected you and there were courts of law. So you didn't need a friend like me. Now you come and say "Shrek, give me justice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me "The OgreLord." You come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married and you ask me to do murder - for money.

SHrek is dreck heil Farquaad