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• T is not for nothing that we life pursue; It pays our hopes with something still that 's new.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Aurengzebe, Act iv, Sc. 1...
• When I consider life, 't is all a cheat. Yet fool'd with hope, men favour the decei
  Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay. To-morrow 's falser than the former day...
• Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet%And I a maid at your window, To be your Valentine....
• For it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value
  hen we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours....
• The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• We have nothing to fear but the atmosphere itself.
• There is a pleasure sure In being mad which none but madmen know.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- The Spanish Friar, Act ii, Sc. 1...
• Men are but children of a larger growth. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- All for Love, Act iv, Sc.
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• We cannot hold mortality's strong hand. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act iv, Sc.
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