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A young man married is a man that's marred.
It hurts not the tongue to give fair words.
The instruments of darkness tell us truths.
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Be to yourself as you would to your friend.
These words are razors to my wounded heart.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
A little more than kin, and less than kind.
Under loves heavy burden do I sink. --Romeo
Blessings of your heart, you brew good ale.
Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity.
Striving to better, oft we mar what’s well.
What are you doing sister? / Killing swine.
I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.
Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o'Sunday
This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.
Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy.
Each present joy or sorrow seems the chief.
Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter!
I like not fair terms and a villain's mind.
Some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone.
I say, without characters, fame lives long.
There's many a man hath more hair than wit.
Love sees with the heart and not with mind.
Ay, Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.
Grief best is pleased with grief's society.
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.
To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.
Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste.
Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.
What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
The good I stand on is my truth and honesty.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
But like of each thing that in season grows.
Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.
Go hang yourself, you naughty mocking uncle!
Taste your legs, sire: put them into motion.
When Death doth close his tender dying eyes.
How hard it is to hide the sparks of Nature!
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
There's beggary in love that can be reckoned
For to be wise and love exceeds man's might.
Short summers lightly have a forward spring.
He that dies this year is quit for the next.