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For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved To meet all perils very constantly.
William Shakespeare
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There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.
William Shakespeare
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For to define true madness, What is't but to be nothing else but mad?
William Shakespeare
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To you your father should be as a god.
William Shakespeare
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The wheel is come full circle.
William Shakespeare
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What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
William Shakespeare
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Misery makes sport to mock itself.
William Shakespeare
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Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.
William Shakespeare
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Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.
William Shakespeare
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Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods, Nettled and stung with pismires[nettles], when I hear Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
William Shakespeare
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Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
William Shakespeare
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Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.
William Shakespeare
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Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
William Shakespeare
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Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
William Shakespeare
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I see a man's life is a tedious one.
William Shakespeare
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One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
William Shakespeare
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O constancy, be strong upon my side, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but a woman's might.
William Shakespeare
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Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow.
William Shakespeare
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you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself pois'd with herself in either eye; But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd Your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you shining at this feast, And she shall scant show well that now seems best.
William Shakespeare
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Truly the souls of men are full of dread: Ye cannot reason almost with a man That looks not heavily and full of fear.
William Shakespeare
