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"My mother-in-law belongs in Hell, but the devil is afraid she'll end up taking over."
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"Make the doors upon a woman's wit,and it will out at the casement;shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole;stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney."
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"Your wit makes others witty."
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"The Cardinal is at his wit's end - it is true that he had not far to go."
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"Because if you've got the wit, you can make anything into a melody, ultimately."
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"I'm keeping my acerbic wit completely fueled."
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"Indeed I had not much wit, yet I was not an idiot - my wit was according to my years."
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"Gabe scratched his double chin. "Maybe if you hurry with the seven-layer dip...And maybe if the kid apologizes for interrupting my poker game."Maybe if I kick you in your soft spot, I thought. And make you sing Soprano for a week."
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"Great men may jest with saints 'tis wit in them But in the less foul profanation."
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"Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond."
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"My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease;Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,The uncertain sickly appetite to please.My reason, the physician to my love,Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,Hath left me, and I desperate now approve,Desire his death, which physic did except.Past cure I am, now reason is past care,And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,At random from the truth vainly express'd;For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,Who art as black as hell, as dark as night."
Love
"Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there."
Love
"Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.Here's much to do with hate, but more with love.Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!O any thing, of nothing first create!O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!This love feel I, that feel no love in this.Dost thou not laugh?"
Love
"This above all: to thine own self be true."
Life
"This bond is forfeit And lawfully by this the Jew may claim A pound of flesh."
Justice
"They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps."
Language
"The Weird Sisters, hand in hand,Posters of the sea and land,Thus do go, about, about,Thrice to thine, thrice to mine,And thrice again to make up nine.Peace, the charm's wound up."
Fate
"As full of spirit as the month of May."
Life
"Where is Polonius? HAMLET In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby."
Life
"A young man married is a man that's marred."
Marriage
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