All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
Time travels in divers paces with divers persons.
Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
Full of wise saws and modern instances.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping.
Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak.
My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
One man in his time plays many parts.
Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe.
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.
Men are April when they woo, December when they wed...
I am falser than vows made in wine.
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.
If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd
No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage...
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
All is well that ends well
Master, go on, and I will follow thee To the last gasp with truth and loyalty.
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
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