"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"But, indeed, words are very rascals, since bonds [vows] disgraced them." Viola: "Thy reason, man?" Feste: "Troth [Truthfully], sir, I can yield you none without words, and words are grown so false, I am loathe to prove reason with them."
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Source: William Shakespeare, Elizabeth Story Donno (2004). “Twelfth Night Or What You Will”, p.141, Cambridge University Press
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