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The apparel oft proclaims the man.
William Shakespeare
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If you shall marry, You give away this hand, and this is mine; You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine; You give away myself, which is known mine; For I by vow am so embodied yours That she which marries you must marry me-- Either both or none.
William Shakespeare
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Base men being in love have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them.
William Shakespeare
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I'll not meddle with it; it is a dangerous thing; it makes a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear, but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his neighbor's wife, but it detects him. 'Tis a blushing, shame -faced spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom ; it fills one full of obstacles; it made me once restore a purse of gold that by chance I found; it beggars any man that keeps it; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing; and every man that means to live well endeavors to trust to himself and live without it.
William Shakespeare
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Though justice be thy plea consider this, that in the course of justice none of us should see salvation.
William Shakespeare
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For now I stand as one upon a rock environed with a wilderness of sea, who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave, expecting ever when some envious surge will in his brinish bowels swallow him.
William Shakespeare
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O, that our fathers would applause our loves, To seal our happiness with hteir consents!
William Shakespeare
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As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.
William Shakespeare
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Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.
William Shakespeare
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O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. - Romeo -
William Shakespeare
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Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
William Shakespeare
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Before the curing of a strong disease, Even in the instant of repair and health, The fit is strongest. Evils that take leave, On their departure most of all show evil.
William Shakespeare
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When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
William Shakespeare
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Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
William Shakespeare
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The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.
William Shakespeare
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This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit of our own behavior,--we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star.
William Shakespeare
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But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph.
William Shakespeare
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O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd! She was a vixen when she went to school; And though she be but little, she is fierce.
William Shakespeare
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The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.
William Shakespeare
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This act is an ancient tale new told; And, in the last repeating, troublesome, Being urged at a time unseasonable.
William Shakespeare
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Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty.
William Shakespeare
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My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear: That love is merchandised whose rich esteeming The owner's tongue doth publish every where.
William Shakespeare
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Love is like a child, That longs for everything it can come by.
William Shakespeare
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Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.
William Shakespeare
