"If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark"
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"This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, Which gives men stomach to digest his words With better appetite."
"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!"
"If you have tears, prepare to shed them now."
"Why, what's the matter, That you have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?"
"Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting."
"An angel; or, if not, An earthly paragon."
"You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound."
"What should we speak of When we are old as you? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December? how, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse The freezing hours away?"
"The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, Checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light."
"But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,-- Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun."
"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."
"Instead of weeping when a tragedy occurs in a songbird's life, it sings away its grief. I believe we could well follow the pattern of our feathered friends."
"Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful were to make a monster of the multitude; of which we being members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members."
"But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph."
"Let every man be master of his time."
"Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it! My part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there!"
"If all the year were playing holidays; To sport would be as tedious as to work."
"Time does not have the same appeal for every one"
"Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all."