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Oh, I have passed a miserable night, so full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams!
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You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
William Shakespeare
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Free from gross passion or of mirth of anger constant spirit, not swerving with the blood, garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment, not working with the eye without the ear, and but in purged judgement trusting neither? Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.
William Shakespeare -
Having my freedom, boast of nothing else.
William Shakespeare -
I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots as a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, 'Fie upon this quiet life! I want work.
William Shakespeare -
A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story
William Shakespeare -
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.
William Shakespeare -
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.
William Shakespeare
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If money go before, all ways do lie open.
William Shakespeare -
O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.
William Shakespeare -
Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.
William Shakespeare -
Vanity keeps persons in favor with themselves who are out of favor with all others.
William Shakespeare -
He knows what it's like to strut and fret his hour upon the stage and then be heard no more.
William Shakespeare -
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; for 'tis the mind that makes the body rich
William Shakespeare
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Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth.... [W]hat can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground?... [N]othing can we call our own, but death... [L]et us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings: - How some have been depos'd, some slain in war; Some haunted by the ghosts they have depos'd.
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Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.
William Shakespeare -
But when I came, alas, to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.
William Shakespeare -
From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing.
William Shakespeare -
Hold, or cut bowstrings.
William Shakespeare -
Which can say more than this rich praise, that you alone are you?
William Shakespeare
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I scorn you, scurvy companion.
William Shakespeare -
Either to die the death or to abjure For ever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Know of your youth, examine well your blood, Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice, You can endure the livery of a nun, For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd, To live a barren sister all your life, Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood, To undergo such maiden pilgrimage; But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.
William Shakespeare -
Ay, is it not a language I speak?
William Shakespeare -
Love sees with the heart and not with mind.
William Shakespeare