"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"Rashly, And praised be rashness for it--let us know, Our indiscretion sometime serves us well When our deep plots do pall, and that should learn us There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will"
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Source: 'Hamlet' (1601) act 5, sc. 2, l. 10
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