To be, or not to be: that is the question.

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O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!

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There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.

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There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

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If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

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Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

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Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more

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What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

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How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

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When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

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God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

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It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.

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If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

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