And he goes through life, his mouth open, and his mind closed.
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.
Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard.
Nothing in his life became him like leaving it.
It is the disease of not listening...... that I am troubled with.
My crown is in my heart, not on my head; not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, nor to be seen: my crown is called content, a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
Music can minister to minds diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with its sweet oblivious antidote, cleanse the full bosom of all perilous stuff that weighs upon the heart.
Hear the meaning within the word.
My only love sprung from my only hate.
I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.
Strikes deeper, grows with more pernicious root.
No profit grows where no pleasure is taken.
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
Love runs away from those chasing her, and those who run away, she throws herself on his neck.
Our wills and fates do so contrary run.
More of your conversation would infect my brain.
Mind your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.
In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
He that keeps not crust nor crum Weary of all, shall want some.
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
What must be shall be.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be.
Ambition's debt is paid.
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