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• By magic numbers and persuasive sound. -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Mourning Bride, Act i, Sc.
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• For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Mourning Bride, Act v, Sc. 12...
• Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Mourning Bride, Act iii, Sc. 8...
• Truth hath a quiet breast. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard II -- Act i, Sc. 3
• I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• I have had my labour for my travail. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Troilus and Cressida -- Act i, Sc.
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• The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoil
  The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus....
• Except I be by Sylvia in the night, There is no music in the nightingale.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Two Gentlemen of Verona -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• I have gained my experience. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act iv, Sc. 1