William Shakespeare Quotes
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Thy food is such As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.
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And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
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To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if tou art mov'd, thou runst away. (To be angry is to move, to be brave is to stand still. Therefore, if you're angry, you'll run away.)
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Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind, more than quick words, do move a woman's mind.
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Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter.
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Poise the cause in justice's equal scales, Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails.
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Though music oft hath such a charm to make bad good, and good provoke to harm.
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Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.
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Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania
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Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
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Myself will straight aboard, and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate.
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When griping grief the heart doth wound, and doleful dumps the mind opresses, then music, with her silver sound, with speedy help doth lend redress.
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Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back.
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What fates impose, that men must needs abide; it boots not to resist both wind and tide.
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No metal can--no, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness of thy sharp envy.
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This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.
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She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
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Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
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Thy friendship makes us fresh.
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I thought my heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion.
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Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.
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I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should accompany old age, as honor, love, obedience, troops of friends I must not look to have.
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Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart; for, truly, I love none. Beatrice: A dear happiness to women: they would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me. -Much Ado About Nothing
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Tears water our growth.