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• The world knows nothing of its greatest men. -- Sir Henry Taylor (1800-?
  ) -- Philip Van Artevelde, Part i, Act i, Sc. 5...
• We figure to ourselves The thing we like; and then we build it up
  As chance will have it, on the rock or sand,-- For thought is tired of wandering o'er the world, And homebound Fancy runs her bark ashore....
• An unreflected light did never yet Dazzle the vision feminine.
  -- Sir Henry Taylor (1800-?) -- Philip Van Artevelde, Part i, Act i, Sc. 5...
• He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that.
  'T is an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them....
• All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players.
  They have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages....
• I leave my character behind me. -- Richard Brinsley Sheridan (1751-1816) -- School for Scandal, Act ii, Sc.
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• For my voice, I have lost it with halloing and singing of anthems.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Over the hills and far away. -- John Gay (1688-1732) -- The Beggar's Opera, Act i, Sc. 1