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Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.
William Shakespeare
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You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
William Shakespeare
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Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so; Pardon is still the nurse of second woe.
William Shakespeare
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Truly thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.
William Shakespeare
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Can we outrun the heavens?
William Shakespeare
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Haply a woman's voice may do some good When articles too nicely urged be stood on.
William Shakespeare
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Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
William Shakespeare
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The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
William Shakespeare
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RUMOUR: "Upon my tongues continual slanders ride, The which in every language I pronounce, Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.
William Shakespeare
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So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate.
William Shakespeare
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'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
William Shakespeare
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I heard a bustling rumor like a fray, And the wind blows it from the Capitol.
William Shakespeare
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And it is very much lamented,... That you have no such mirrors as will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye That you might see your shadow.
William Shakespeare
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He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.
William Shakespeare
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Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts.
William Shakespeare
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O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven
William Shakespeare
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But no perfection is so absolute, That some impurity doth not pollute.
William Shakespeare
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Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft let by the nose with gold.
William Shakespeare
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So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare
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Remuneration! O! That's the Latin word for three farthings
William Shakespeare
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Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue.
William Shakespeare
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Man, proud man, drest in a little brief authority, most ignorant of what he's most assur d, glassy essence, like an angry ape, plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, as make the angels weep.
William Shakespeare
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I have pursued her, as love hath pursued me
William Shakespeare
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Plutus himself, That knows the tinct and multiplying med'cine, Hath not in nature's mystery more science Than I have in this ring.
William Shakespeare
