INTENSITY²
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Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor;
Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised!
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anything McJagger says, blah, blah, blah.
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Nope, has to be a direct quote ;).
You can search for keywords here:
http://www.online-literature.com/shakespeare/
I'll start the same thread on neurolands, may the best thread win. ;D
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Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gourd and fullam holds,
And high and low beguiles the rich and poor:
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"... a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
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seems ironic, madam insignificant.
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anything McJagger says, blah, blah, blah.
Not bad. It's not quite shakespeare, though.
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Behold, fair lady, for my laughter has shook the interwebs.
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Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
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Friendship's full of dregs:
Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs,
Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.
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I must be cruel, only to be kind:
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
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A one of a kind behind.
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Even in this thought through the dark night he stealeth,
A captive victor that hath lost in gain;
Bearing away the wound that nothing healeth,
The scar that will, despite of cure, remain;
Leaving his spoil perplex'd in greater pain.
She bears the load of lust he left behind,
And he the burden of a guilty mind.
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From her dreams, he awakens
For her dreams, he sleeps
Fear of dreams, pure and num
From his dreams, she has taken
For his dreams, she keeps
Fear of dreams, to become
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O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count
myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I
have bad dreams.
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it is acute thought
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Put out the light, and then put out the light:
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,
I can again thy former light restore
Should I repent me; but once put out thy light,
Thou cunning’st pattern of excelling nature,
I know not where is that Promethean heat
That can thy light relume.
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In light, life has a darkness
In life, darkness fuels the light
Life is darkest, once there is light
In darkness the light comes to life
In life you will know darkness and know light
Another acute thought
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verily, shakespeare is ghey.
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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28
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"Had I died an hour before this chance,
I had liv'd a blessed time; for from this instant
There's nothing serious in mortality:
All is but toys: renown and grace is dead,
The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Is left this vault to brag of."
--Macbeth, Act II, Scene III
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What's done cannot be undone.
Macbeth
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How oft the sight of meanes to do ill deeds make deeds ill done?
The Life and Death of King John
(woofy likes tongue twisters)
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The worst is not, so long as we can say, 'This is the worst.'
King Lear