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This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.
William Shakespeare -
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.
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 -
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
William Shakespeare -
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
William Shakespeare -
I am wealthy in my friends.
William Shakespeare -
The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea.
William Shakespeare -
Then is it sin to rush into the secret house of death. Ere death dare come to us?
William Shakespeare
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O, the difference of man and man! To thee a woman's services are due.
William Shakespeare -
Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.
William Shakespeare -
The amity that wisdom knits not, folly may easily untie.
William Shakespeare -
The language I have learnt these forty years, My native English, now I must forgo; And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol or a harp, Or like a cunning instrument cased up Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
William Shakespeare -
For to be wise and love exceeds man's might.
William Shakespeare -
You Jig, you amble, and you lisp.
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 -
It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.
William Shakespeare -
[S]ince brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief.
William Shakespeare -
Is she not passing fair?
William Shakespeare -
O, full of scorpions is my mind!
William Shakespeare -
Now I will believe that there are unicorns.
William Shakespeare
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Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling. HAMLET. What, the fair Ophelia! QUEEN GERTRUDE. Sweets to the sweet: farewell!
William Shakespeare -
Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.
William Shakespeare -
An old black ram is tupping your white ewe
William Shakespeare -
Faster than spring-time showers comes thought on thought.
William Shakespeare