William Shakespeare
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Now is the winter of our discontent.

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Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

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Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

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What's done can't be undone.

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To be, or not to be, that is the question.

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Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

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Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move.
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.

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Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

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Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

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Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

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Brevity is the soul of wit.

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If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?

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There is no darkness but ignorance.

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Though she be but little, she is fierce.

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There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

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Love is too young to know what conscience is.

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It is a wise father that knows his own child.

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Listen to many, speak to a few.

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What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

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Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

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