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• No hinge nor loop To hang a doubt on. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Sleep shall neither night nor day Hang upon his pent-house lid.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3...
• 'T is neither here nor there. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act iv, 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...
• We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly follow'd.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act ii, Sc. 3...
• As sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hai
  And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony....
• Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee!
  and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act iii, Sc....