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Quotes by Dramatist
"You may remember that on earth-though of course we never confessed it-the death of anyone we knew, even those we liked best, was always mingled with a certain satisfaction at being finally done with them."
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"And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!"
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"Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man."
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"Love is too young to know what conscience is."
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"O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title, Romeo, Doth thy name! And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself."
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"'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems."
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"Unless philosophy can make a Juliet,Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom,It helps not, it prevails not."
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"All things that we ordained festival,Turn from their office to black funeral;Our instruments to melancholy bells,Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast,Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change,Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse,And all things change them to the contrary."
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"Lord, what fools these mortals be!"
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"You see we do, yet see you but our handsAnd this the bleeding business they have done:Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful."
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"O for a Muse of fire, that would ascendThe brightest heaven of invention!"
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"To die: - to sleep: No more and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished."
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"O! How much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!"
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"This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt."
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"Must I observe you? Must I stand & crouchUnder your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom ofyour spleen,Though it do split you, for, from thisday forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea,for my laughter, when you are waspish."
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"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."
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