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It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover.
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O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!
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We are such stuff that dreams are made of.
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Can I go forward when my heart is here?
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Obey thy parents, keep thy word justly; swear not; commit not with man's sworn spouse; set not thy sweet heart on proud array. * * * Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy pen from lenders' books.
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That but this blow Might be the be-all and the end – all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'ld jump the life to come.
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Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
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Thus play I in one person many people, And none contented: sometimes am I king; Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar, And so I am: then crushing penury Persuades me I was better when a king; Then am I king'd again: and by and by Think that I am unking'd by Bolingbroke, And straight am nothing: but whate'er I be, Nor I nor any man that but man is With nothing shall be pleased, till he be eased With being nothing.
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Many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing.
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Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.
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Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
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Day, night, late, early, At home, abroad, alone, in company, Waking or sleeping, still my care hath been To have her match'd; and having now provided A gentleman of princely parentage, Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd, Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts, Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man- And then to have a wretched puling fool, A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender, To answer 'I'll not wed, I cannot love; I am too young, I pray you pardon me'!
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You are a tedious fool.
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For to define true madness, What is't but to be nothing else but mad?
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To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience, and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation: To this point I stand,-- That both the worlds I give to negligence, Let come what comes; only I'll be reveng'd.
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To be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in a merry hour.
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This liberty is all that I request.
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Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead are but as pictures: ‘tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil
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Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.
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I'll have no husband, if you be not he.
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In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond.
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If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.
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The heart hath treble wrong When it is barr'd the aidance of the tongue.
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Benvolio- "By my head, here come the Capulets." Mercutio- "By my heel, I care not.