Quotes

11 November 2014
All her husbandry doth lie on heaps, Corrupting in its own fertility.
11 November 2014
For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
11 November 2014
Even through the hollow eyes of death I spy life peering.
11 November 2014
We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.
11 November 2014
Old Nestor—whose wit was mouldy ere your grandsires had nails on their toes.
11 November 2014
Though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied but I am a plain-dealing villain.
11 November 2014
Isabella. Yet show some pity. Angelo. I show it most of all when I show justice; For then I pity those I do not know, Which a dismissed offence would after gall.
11 November 2014
And what art thou, thou idol ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? What are thy rents? What are thy comings-in? O ceremony, show me but thy worth.
11 November 2014
The raven chides blackness.
11 November 2014
Cry "havoc!" and let loose the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.

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