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• I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 7...
• Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act i, Sc.
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• O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• O, good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
  Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion....
• Come, thou monarch of the vine, Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act ii, Sc. 7...
• Art thou there, truepenny? Come on--you hear this fellow in the cellarage.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc. 3...
• O thou weed, Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne'er been born.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act iv, Sc. 2...