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- My age is as a lusty winter, frosty, but kindly.
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, sc.3
- And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything. - William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene i, Lines 15-17
- I thank God I am not a woman, to be touched in so many giddy offences as He hath generally taxed their whole their whole sex withal.
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act III, sc. 2
- Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act III, sc. 5
- Men are April when they woo, December when they wed: maids are may when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act IV, sc. 1
- Can one desire too much of a good thing?
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act IV, sc.1
- In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, when birds do sing... sweet lovers love the spring.
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act V, sc. 3
- How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes!
- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act V, sc.2
- Though thou speak'st truth, methink thou speak'st not well.
- William Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act I, sc. 6
- A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.
- William Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act II, sc. 1
- If they love they know not why, they hate upon no better ground, they hate upon no better a ground.
- William Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act II, sc. 2
- Ingratitude is monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude.
- William Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act II, sc. 3
- The beast with many heads butts me away.
- William Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act IV, sc. 1
- The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle that's curded by the frost from purest snow.
- William Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act V, sc. 3
- O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her and be her sense but as a monument, thus in a chapel lying.
- William Shakespeare, Cymbeline, Act II, sc. 2
- Against self-slaughter there is a prohibition so divine that cravens my weak hand.
- William Shakespeare, Cymbeline, Act III, sc. 4
- Men's vows are women's traitors!
- William Shakespeare, Cymbeline, Act III, sc. 4
- Golden lads and girls all must, as chimney-sweepers come to dust.
- William Shakespeare, Cymbeline, Act IV, sc. 2
- Love's reason's without reason.
- William Shakespeare, Cymbeline, Act IV, sc. 2
- He that sleeps feels not the tooth-ache.
- William Shakespeare, Cymbeline, Act V, sc. 4
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