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"Each new mornNew widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrowsStrike heaven on the face, that it resoundsAs if it felt with Scotland, and yelled outLike syllable of dolor."
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"Kind words and tender affections will not save me from this lake of woe and misery, but they may be enough of a buoy to prevent my drowning."
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"More in sorrow than in anger."
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"But sing no more this bitter tale that wears my heart away."
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"What need is there to weep over parts of life? The whole of it calls for tears."
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"I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, hoever, turns out to be not a state but a process."
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"Partying is such sweet sorrow."
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"When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions."
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"Every road leads to sorrow. All aspects that make life beautiful " friendship, love, art, and truth " will end. All aspects that make life hideous " pain, poverty, illness, betrayal, hate, crime, war " will also end. The fact that human life is a mere blip on a cosmic scale is no reason for personal angst as we came from nothingness and will return to the great void that birthed us."
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"Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad."
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"Sugar cane reach up to GodAnd every baby cryingShame the blanket of my nightAnd all my days are dying."
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"Deal mildly with his youth; for young hot colts, being rag's, do rage the more."
Youth
"That in the captain's but a choleric word,Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy."
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"Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites."
Love
"Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh,Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,Will even weigh, and both as light as tales."
Trust
"If I be waspish, best beware my sting."
Life
"For all that beauty that doth cover theeIs but the seemly raiment of my heart,Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me.How can I then be elder than thou art?"
Love
"There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it.What our contempts doth often hurl from us,We wish it ours again. The present pleasure,By revolution lowering, does becomeThe opposite of itself. She's good, being gone.The hand could pluck her back that shoved her on."
Love
"For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings."
Love
"The death of each days life."
Life
"BOYETA mark! O, mark but that mark! A mark, says my lady!Let the mark have a prick in't, to mete at, if it may be.MARIAWide o' the bow hand! i' faith, your hand is out.COSTARDIndeed, a' must shoot nearer, or he'll ne'er hit the clout.BOYETAn if my hand be out, then belike your hand is in.COSTARDThen will she get the upshoot by cleaving the pin.MARIACome, come, you talk greasily; your lips grow foul.COSTARDShe's too hard for you at pricks, sir: challenge her to bowl.BOYETI fear too much rubbing. Good night, my good owl.Exeunt BOYET and MARIA."
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