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• That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• I gin to be aweary of the sun. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 5
• I bear a charmed life. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 8
• Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word.
  To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death....
• I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud again.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 3...
• So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune, That I would set my life on any chance, To mend it, or be rid on 't.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc.
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• My way of life Is fall'n into the sere, the yellow leaf
  And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have...