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• That he is mad, 't is true: 't is true 't is pity; And pity 't is 't is true.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• One fair daughter and no more, The which he loved passing well.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• That it should come to this! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority
  Most ignorant of what he 's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep....
• Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• Pol. What do you read, my lord? Ham. Words, words, words.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2...