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• Things without all remedy Should be without regard
  what 's done is done. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• I drink to the general joy o' the whole table. -- 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...
• Hence, horrible shadow! Unreal mockery, hence! -- 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...
• Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• The air-drawn dagger. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4
• My little spirit, see, Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 5...
• The time has been, That when the brains were out the man would die, And there an end
  but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools....