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- Since Cleopatra died,
I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods Detest my baseness. - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), "Antony and Cleopatra", Act 4 scene 14
- The game is up.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), "Cymbeline", Act 3 scene 3
- No, 'tis slander,
Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world. - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), "Cymbeline", Act 3 scene 4
- When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste. - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Sonnet xxx
- Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds. - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Sonnet cxvi
- I think we agree, the past is over.
- George W. Bush (1946 - ), On his meeting with John McCain, Dallas Morning News, May 10, 2000
- But a somewhat more liberal and sympathetic examination of mankind will convince us that the cross is even older than the gibbet, that voluntary suffering was before and independent of compulsory; and in short that in most important matters a man has always been free to ruin himself if he chose.
- G. K. Chesterton (1874 - 1936), What's Wrong With the World; p. 118
- One Ring to rule them all,
One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. - J. R. R. Tolkien (1892 - 1973), The Fellowship of the Ring, 1954, chapter 2
- New knowledge is the most valuable commodity on earth. The more truth we have to work with, the richer we become.
- Kurt Vonnegut (1922 - 2007), Breakfast of Champions
- Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul. And sings the tune Without the words, and never stops at all. - Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
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