"How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world."
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"The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils."
"All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me."
"O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on."
"Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?"
"In sweet music is such art: killing care and grief of heart fall asleep, or hearing, die."
"Give me a bowl of wine. I have not that alacrity of spirit Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have."
"A ministering angel shall my sister be."
"Why, then the world ’s mine oyster, Which I with sword will open."
"O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven"
"I wish you all the joy that you can wish."
"If your mind dislike anything obey it"
"Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful."
"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."
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
"They say best men are molded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad"
"Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know."
"He that is strucken blind can not forget the precious treasure of his eyesight lost."
"I love thee, I love thee with a love that shall not die. Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old."
"Now the melancholy God protect thee, and the tailor make thy garments of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is opal."