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William Shakespeare

"If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul."

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"If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul."

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"Through artistry, imagination not only allows one to express their creativity, but also their soul."

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"The Soul is the voice of the body's interests."

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"Nothing can so pierce the soul as the uttermost sigh of the body."

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"Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul."

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"Great literature must spring from an upheaval in the author's soul. If that upheaval is not present then it must come from the works of any other author which happens to be handy and easily adapted."

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"These are the soul's changes. I don't believe in ageing. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism."

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"Dig deep. Find your way to your soul."

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"The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried along to dwell in the blood."

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"One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way."

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"Strange how the deepest part of us isn't able to speak more clearly to the part of us that lives only here in the shallows of the world."

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"Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love."
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"How stand I, then,That have a father killed, a mother stained,Excitements of my reason and my blood,And let all sleep, while to my shame I seeThe imminent death of twenty thousand menThat for a fantasy and trick of fameGo to their graves like beds, fight for a plotWhereon the numbers cannot try the cause,Which is not tomb enough and continentTo hide the slain? O, from this time forthMy thoughts be bloody or be nothing."
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"Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:Then, heigh-ho, the holly!This life is most jolly."
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"Beggar that I am I am even poor in thanks."
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"LEAR: ...yet you see how this world goes.GLOS.: I see it feelingly."
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"Refrain to-night;And that shall lend a kind of easinessTo the next abstinence, the next more easy;For use almost can change the stamp of nature,And either master the devil or throw him outWith wondrous potency."
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"Look on beauty,And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight;Which therein works a miracle in nature,Making them lightest that wear most of it:So are those crisped snaky golden locksWhich make such wanton gambols with the wind,Upon supposed fairness, often knownTo be the dowry of a second head,The skull that bred them in the sepulchre.Thus ornament is but the guiled shoreTo a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarfVeiling an Indian beauty; in a word,The seeming truth which cunning times put onTo entrap the wisest."
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"If [God] send me no husband, for the which blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and evening ..."
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"My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;Coral is far more red than her lips' red;If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,But no such roses see I in her cheeks;And in some perfumes is there more delightThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.I love to hear her speak, yet well I knowThat music hath a far more pleasing sound;I grant I never saw a goddess go;My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare."
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"You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives and conned them out of rings?"
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