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- The quality of mercy is not strain'd, it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath. It is twice blest: It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), The Merchant of Venice, Act IV, sc. 1
- No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, the marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, become them with one half so good a grace as mercy does.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Measure for Measure, Act II, sc. 2
- There is a devilish mercy in the judge, if you'll implore it, that will free your life, but fetter you till death.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Measure for Measure, Act III, sc.1
- O, that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Hamlet, Act I, sc. 2
- There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Hamlet, Act I, sc. 5
- Oft expectations fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits Where hope is coldest, and despair most fits. - William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), All's Well that Ends Well, Act II, sc. 4
- Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd, doth burn the heart to cinders where it is.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Titus Andronicus, Act II, sc. 4
- When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Hamlet, Act IV, sc. 5
- The miserable have no other medicine, but only hope.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), Measure for Measure, Act III, sc. 1
- It easeth some, though none it ever cured, to think their dolour others have endured.
- William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), The Rape of Lucrece
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