Quotes

11 November 2014
But when your countenance filled up his line, Then lacked I matter; that enfeebled mine.
11 November 2014
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Makes deeds ill done!
11 November 2014
I am in blood Stepped in so far, that should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
11 November 2014
You never spoke what did become you less Than this.
11 November 2014
He hath honored me of late, and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon.
11 November 2014
I will tell thee in French—which I am sure will hang upon my tongue like a new-married wife about her husband's neck, hardly to be shook off.
11 November 2014
He receives comfort like cold porridge.
11 November 2014
Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight! Blow me about in winds! Roast me in sulphur! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!
11 November 2014
O mighty Caesar! Dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well.
11 November 2014
Claudio. The old ornament of his cheek hath already stuffed tennis-balls. Leonato. Indeed, he looks younger than he did, by the loss of a beard.

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