"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life"
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Source: 'Hamlet' (1601) act 3, sc. 1, l. 56
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