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• I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 4...
• Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act v, Sc.
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• Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act v, Sc. 4...
• How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,-- Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Taming of the Shrew -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• What 's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act v, Sc.
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• I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act i, Sc.
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• The Retort Courteous;... the Quip Modest;... the Reply Churlish
  ... the Reproof Valiant;... the Countercheck Quarrelsome...
• It is meat and drink to me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act v, Sc. 1