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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
• True is it that we have seen better days. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time
  If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast....
• 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 wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 7...
• My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, That fools should be so deep-contemplative
  And I did laugh sans intermission An hour by his dial....