Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
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My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
