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A true repentance shuns the evil itself, more than the external suffering or the shame.
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This sanguine coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker, this huge hill of flesh!
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If the masses can love without knowing why, they also hate without much foundation.
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[Marriage is] a world-without-end bargain.
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Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.
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Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.
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They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?
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The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
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Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings, melts them.
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With this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature. for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature.
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That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.
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By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at.
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To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown; But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
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I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster!
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for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him.
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Aand in the end, Having my freedom, boast of nothing else But that I was a journeyman to grief?
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No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue nor sufficiency To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself. Therefore give me no counsel: My griefs cry louder than advertisement.
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Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them And show the heavens more just.
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Every cloud engenders not a storm.
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His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend. His backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract.
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And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
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I will not trust you, I, Nor longer stay in your curst company. Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray, My legs are longer though, to run away.
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Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
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Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with that And manage it against despairing thoughts.