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What showers arise, blown with the windy tempest of my heart
Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.
We may outrun By violent swiftness And lose by over-running.
He that is thy friend indeed, he will help you in your need.
But here's the joy: my friend and I are one, Sweet flattery!
Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.
I will do anything, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge.
So full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical.
What can be avoided Whose end is purposed by the mighty gods?
The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.
God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!
O, the blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund
Where the greater malady is fixed, The lesser is scarce felt.
He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head?
If she be not honest, chaste, and true, there's no man happy.
Is it possible that love should of a sudden take such a hold?
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
I thought my heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion.
Waste not thy time in windy argument but let the matter drop.
In struggling with misfortunes lies the true proof of virtue.
So distribution should undo excess, and each man have enough.
In persons grafted in a serious trust, Negligence is a crime.
Th abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
Women being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the walls.
Diseased Nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions.
I will be free, even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.
The undeserver may sleep when the man of action is called on.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible to feelings as to sight?
Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button.
The gallantry of his grief did put me into a towering passion.
When a wise man gives thee better counsel, give me mine again.
Love is like a child, That longs for everything it can come by
Proper deformity shows not in the fiend So horrid as in woman.
All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.
Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.
We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told.
Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.
Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.
There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.
Use every man after his desert, and who should scape whipping?
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.