"This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings."
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"Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain. And truly not the morning sun of heaven Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east, Nor that full star that ushers in the even, Doth half that glory to the sober west, As those two mourning eyes become thy face: O! let it then as well beseem thy heart To mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace, And suit thy pity like in every part. Then will I swear beauty herself is black, And all they foul that thy complexion lack"
"What's gone, and what's past help, Should be past grief."
"And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And asleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me must be heard of, say, I taught thee."
"This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit of our own behavior,--we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star."
"Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."
"Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; Take honour from me, and my life is done."
"Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end."
"My grief lies onward, and my joy behind."
"Give to a gracious message An host of tongues, but let ill tidings tell Themselves when they be felt."
"What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? *Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*"
"Come now, what masques, what dances shall we have To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and bedtime?"
"Officers, what offence have these men done? DOGBERRY Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves."
"I love him for his sake; And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a coward; Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him That they take place when virtue's steely bones Looks bleak i' th' cold wind; withal, full oft we see Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly."
"Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age have left me naked to mine enemies."
"When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand."
"It is the witness still of excellency to put a strange face on his own perfection."
"Who is it can read a woman?"
"Get thee to a nunnery."
"When rich villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may make what price they will"