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• 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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• Motley 's the only wear. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 7
• The "why" is plain as way to parish church. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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• True is it that we have seen better days. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 3...
• And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 7...
• Blow, blow, thou winter wind! Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 7...
• And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 7...
• And He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 3...