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- Speak low if you speak love.
- William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act II, sc. 1
- Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were decievers ever,-
One foot in the sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never. - William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act II, sc. 3
- She cannot love, nor take no shape nor project or affection, she is so self-endeared.
- William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act III, sc. 1
- Some cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
- William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act III, sc. 1
- The fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
- William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act III, sc. 3
- Fetter strong madness in a silken thread.
- William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act V, sc. 1
- I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act I, sc. 1
- You shall more command with years than with your weapons.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act I, sc. 2
- How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act II, sc. 3
- O God, that man should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act II, sc. 3
- O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act II, sc. 3
- Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act II, sc. 3
- Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act II, sc. 3
- Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act II, sc. 3
- Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed. - William Shakespeare, Othello, Act III, sc. 3
- O curse of marriage, that we can call these delicate creatures ours, and not their appetites.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act III, sc. 3
- O, beware, my lord, of jealousy! It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act III, sc. 3
- Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act III, sc. 3
- Poor and content is rich, and rich enough; but riches fineless is as poor as winter to him that ever that ever fears he shall be poor.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act III, sc. 3
- Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ.
- William Shakespeare, Othello, Act III, sc. 3
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