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And makes me poor indeed.
William Shakespeare
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Vanity keeps persons in favor with themselves who are out of favor with all others.
William Shakespeare
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Gold--what can it not do, and undo?
William Shakespeare
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I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
William Shakespeare
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Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.
William Shakespeare
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If by chance I talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.
William Shakespeare
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...an old man is twice a child.
William Shakespeare
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If I shall be condemned Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else But what your jealousies awake, I tell you 'Tis rigor and not law.
William Shakespeare
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Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.
William Shakespeare
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Love sees with the heart and not with mind.
William Shakespeare
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By how much unexpected, by so much We must awake endeavour for defence; For courage mounteth with occasion.
William Shakespeare
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Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I; every man to his business.
William Shakespeare
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Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.
William Shakespeare
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To take arms against a sea of troubles.
William Shakespeare
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For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?
William Shakespeare
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And a man's life's no more than to say "One."
William Shakespeare
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I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, Too far in years to be a pupil now.
William Shakespeare
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Who can be patient in extremes?
William Shakespeare
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The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just and charitable war.
William Shakespeare
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.
William Shakespeare
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Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things. [Act 5, Scene 2]
William Shakespeare
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That which in mean men we entitle patience is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
William Shakespeare
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Such is my love, to thee I so belong, That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.
William Shakespeare
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I'll make death love me; for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe.
William Shakespeare
