"I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air."
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"Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world."
"The prince of darkness is a gentleman!"
"Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart."
"Comets importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky And with them scourge the bad revolting stars."
"Many can brook the weather that love not the wind."
"He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue."
"The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs, Losing both beauty and utility."
"Venus smiles not in a house of tears."
"O, how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors."
"Thou call'st me dog before thou hadst a cause, But since I am a dog, beware my fangs."
"I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum."
"I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall; I'll slay more gazers than the basalisks; I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, Decieve more slily that Ulysses could, And like a Sinon, take another Troy. I can add colors to the chameleon, Change shapes with Proteus for advantages And set the murderous Machiavel to school. Can I do this, and cannot get a crown? Tut! were it further off, I'll pluck it down."
"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."
"[S]ince brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief."
"Preposterous ass, that never read so far to know the cause why music was ordain'd! Was it not to refresh the mind of man, after his studies or his usual pain?"
"Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world."
"Farewell, my sister, fare thee well. The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well."
"Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber."
"But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?"