Macb. What is the night?
L. Macb. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act iii, Sc. 4
L. Macb. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act iii, Sc. 4
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As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies,
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Lady M. We fail!
But screw your courage to the sticking-place,
And we 'll not fail. -- William Shakespeare (1564... - Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii... - More matter for a May morning.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - A thing of custom,--'t is no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii... - Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.... - I drink to the general joy o' the whole table.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.... - Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii... - Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii...
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Elwood... - Vision without action is a daydream. Action without vision is a nightmare.
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Chang: "You dare to feign ignorance?"
Kirk:
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