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honeylick said:How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Act i. Sc. 2.
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Frailty, thy name is woman!
Act i. Sc. 2.
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Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Act i. Sc. 3.
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Act i Sc. 5.
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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.
Act ii. Sc. 2.
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There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so
Act ii. Sc. 2.
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This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden
fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and
moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god!
Act ii. Sc. 2.
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The devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape.
Act ii. Sc. 2.
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The play 's the thing
Wherein I 'll catch the conscience of the king.
Act ii. Sc. 2.
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The lady doth protest 14 too much, methinks.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
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I must be cruel, only to be kind:
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
Act iv. Sc. 3.
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When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions
Act iv. Sc. 5
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Imperious Cæsar, dead and turn'd to clay,
Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.
Act v. Sc. 1.
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Sweets to the sweet: farewell!
Act v. Sc. 1.
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Guru said:Was it a contest?
KID ROCK1 used Marvin the Martian, too. That's not a good thing to emulate.loveyamon said:Nope...., but you still win.
Guru said:That makes me feel so.... well, you know...
Cheap!
honeylick said:i never fucking win anything.
loveyamon said:
I'm sure with the support of your family and friends you'll get over it. As any lover of a true tragedy would...
Cleo32 said:Isn't the family usually what creates the tragedy?
Oh. Lover of. Nevermind...
honeylick said:what a prize package.