It hath been taught us from the primal state,
That he which is was wish'd until he were;
And the ebb'd man, ne'er loved till ne'er worth love,
Comes dear'd by being lack'd. This common body,
Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream,
Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide,
To rot itself with motion.
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Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves
as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and
the reason why they are not so punished and cured
is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers
are in love too.
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
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Who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage to make 's love known?
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
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And this our life exempt from public haunt
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones and good in every thing.
I would not change it.
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
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I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is
emulation, nor the musician's, which is fantastical,
nor the courtier's, which is proud, nor the
soldier's, which is ambitious, nor the lawyer's,
which is politic, nor the lady's, which is nice, nor
the lover's, which is all these: but it is a
melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples,
extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry's
contemplation of my travels, in which my often
rumination wraps me m a most humorous sadness.
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
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There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
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My desolation does begin to make
A better life.
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
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Though you can guess what temperance should be,
You know not what it is.
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Would I had never seen her.
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
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The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burn'd on the water—
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There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempt doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shoved her on.
I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch.
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
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The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man
knows himself to be a fool.
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
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In nature's infinite book of secrecy
A little I can read.
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
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Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none—
William Shakespeare, All’s Well that Ends Well
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Nothing will come of nothing—
William Shakespeare, King Lear
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Jesters do oft prove prophets.
William Shakespeare, King Lear
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Our separation so abides, and flies,
That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me,
And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee.
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