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This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.
William Shakespeare
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Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
William Shakespeare
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To saucy doubts and fears.
William Shakespeare
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I am as true as truth's simplicity, And simpler than the infancy of truth.
William Shakespeare
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Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
William Shakespeare
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The Thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentleman; and to be King Stands not within the prospect of belief, No more than to be Cawdor.
William Shakespeare
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There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.
William Shakespeare
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Women are not In their best fortunes strong, but want will perjure the ne'er-touched vestal.
William Shakespeare
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You have witchcraft in your lips, there is more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the tongues of the French council; and they should sooner persuade Harry of England than a general petition of monarchs.
William Shakespeare
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'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O for breath to utter what is like thee! you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile standing-tuck!
William Shakespeare
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But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
William Shakespeare
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I do not set my life at a pin's fee, And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
William Shakespeare
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There's daggers in men's smiles.
William Shakespeare
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This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
William Shakespeare
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Mirth cannot move a soul in agony.
William Shakespeare
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Et tu Brute! (You too, Brutus!)
William Shakespeare
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I am a man more sinned against than sinning
William Shakespeare
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Some men there are love not a gaping pig, some that are mad if they behold a cat, and others when the bagpipe sings I the nose cannot contain their urine.
William Shakespeare
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Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I have spent! And to see how many of my old acquaintance are dead!
William Shakespeare
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Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.
William Shakespeare
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Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund
William Shakespeare
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Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor.
William Shakespeare
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The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.
William Shakespeare
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The villany you teach me I shall execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
William Shakespeare
