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• From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire
  They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world, Else, none at all in aught proves excellent....
• My way of life Is fall'n into the sere, the yellow leaf
  And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have...
• I dote on his very absence. -- William Shakespeare
• A little month. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• And here I stand; judge, my masters. -- William Shakespeare
• In nature's infinite book of secrecy A little I can read. -- William Shakespeare
• Lend thy serious hearing to what I shall unfold. -- William Shakespeare
• Nothing is But what is not. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3
• That it should come to this! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2