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• If there 's delight in love, 't is when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Way of the World, Act iii, Sc. 12...
• Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou liar of the first magnitude.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- Love for Love, Act ii, Sc. 5...
• Cassio, I love thee; But never more be officer of mine.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act ii, Sc. 3...
• I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• By magic numbers and persuasive sound. -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Mourning Bride, Act i, Sc.
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• Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days. -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Old Bachelor, Act ii, Sc.
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• A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost -- Act ii, Sc. 1...
• Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move
  Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love....