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Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
In nothing is there more evolution than the American mind.
Camerado! This is no book; who touches this touches a man.
Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay Got stuck fast In Yesterday.
I've never been more famous than I was, suddenly, in 1986.
Not all the labour of the earth Is done by hardened hands.
Over the hill to the poor-house I'm trudgin' my weary way.
She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.
It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
Farewell - farewell, For I am weary of the weight of time.
Not a man alive has so much luck that he can play with it.
I went out to the hazelwood because a fire was in my head.
A thought Of that late death took all my heart for speech.
Dissonance / (if you are interested) / leads to discovery.
Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.
Give me but one hour of Scotland, Let me see it ere I die.
Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep.
The coward dies a thousand deaths, the valiant, only once!
Equality of two domestic powers Breeds scrupulous faction.
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.
I can express no kinder sign of love, than this kind kiss.
Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave.
I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster
Remuneration! O! That's the Latin word for three farthings
A cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in 't.
I have shot mine arrow o'er the house And hurt my brother.
Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings, melts them.
What's his offense? Groping for trout in a peculiar river.
I wonder that you will still be talking. Nobody marks you.
Do not cast away an honest man for a villain's accusation.
Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live
Things in motion sooner catch the eye than what not stirs.
Are there no stones in heaven But what serves for thunder?
The one I love is the son of the one I hate! -Juliet p. 75
Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse.
Tis mad idolatry To make the service greater than the god.
Yon grey lines That fret the clouds are messengers of day.
Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more, men were deceivers ever
Well-apparel'd April on the heel Of limping Winter treads.
You had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground.
I give unto my wife my second best bed with the furniture.
Virtues, like essences, lose their fragrance when exposed.
Too long, that some may rest, tired millions toil unblest.
The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration.
With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars.