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• Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• Now, good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• A thing of custom,--'t is no other; Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• To be, or not to be: that is the question: whether 't is nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them?
  To die: to sleep: No more; and by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to,--'t is a consummation devoutly to be wish'd....
• But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• The end crowns all, And that old common arbitrator, Time, Will one day end it.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Troilus and Cressida -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• Hence, horrible shadow! Unreal mockery, hence! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.
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• I drink to the general joy o' the whole table. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...