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The Eyes are the window to your soul
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late. - William Shakespeare
If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? -- William Shakespeare
I talk to God but the sky is empty.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt. - William Shakespeare
a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to love and too much time to hate.
Mad I call it, for to define true madness, what is't to be nothing else but mad?