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A time, methinks, too short To make a world-without-end bargain in.
The heavenly-harness'd team Begins his golden progress in the east.
If you spend word for word with me, I shall make your wit bankrupt.
Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art, A good mouth-filling oath.
You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.
Retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave.
Come, and take choice of all my library, And so beguile thy sorrow.
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.
For he was likely, had he been put on, to have proved most royally.
O, she's warm! If this be magic, let it be an art Lawful as eating.
I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew.
Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter.
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.
There are many events in the womb of time, which will be delivered.
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark.
Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand.
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
I see a woman may be made a fool, If she had not a spirit to resist.
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.
Be as just and gracious unto me, As I am confident and kind to thee.
Greatness, once fallen out with fortune, must fall out with men too.
No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns.
So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate.
For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.
You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse
When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
It's easy for someone to joke about scars if they've never been cut.
When the sea was calm all ships alike showed mastership in floating.
I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch.
There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.
How soar sweet music is, when time is broke, and no proportion kept!
They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps.
Tongues I'll hang on every tree That shall civil sayings show. . . .
Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.
I fill up a place, which may be better... when I have made it empty.
To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy.
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.
You cram these words into mine ears against The stomach of my sense.
I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say - I love you
I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful
I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the worst thing about him.
Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.
If wishes would prevail with me, my purpose should not fail with me.
There is nothing so confining as the prisons of our own perceptions.
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side