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Thou art sad; get thee a wife, get thee a wife!
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The truest poetry is the most feigning.
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For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed.
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My father names me Autolycus, who being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles.
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Never; he will not: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies.
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The morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness.
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Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
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For a noble heart, the most precious gift becomes poor, when the giver stops loving.
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Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.
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Away, you mouldy rogue, away!
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Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? - Lady Macbeth
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Good with out evil is like light with out darkness which in turn is like righteousness whith out hope.
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I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.(IAGO,ActI,SceneI)
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These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
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There is a tide in the affairs of men
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On a day - alack the day! - Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air
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ROMEO to BALTHASAR But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: The time and my intents are savage-wild, More fierce and more inexorable far Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.
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The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.
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A maiden hath no tongue--but thought.
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I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.
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When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
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Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lender's books, and defy the foul fiend.
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An angel; or, if not, An earthly paragon.
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Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.