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• Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• Makes a swan-like end, Fading in music. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Thus ornament is but the guiled shore To a most dangerous sea.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• There is no vice so simple but assumes Some mark of virtue in his outward parts.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• The kindest man, The best-condition'd and unwearied spirit In doing courtesies.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act. v, Sc. 1...
• If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iii, Sc. 1...