William Shakespeare

O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?

O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?

I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God
reward him. If I do grow great, read more

I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God
reward him. If I do grow great, I'll grow less; for I'll purge,
and leave sack, and live cleanly, as a nobleman should do.

I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.

I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.

Neither rhyme nor reason. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Neither rhyme nor reason. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
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Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore are they very dangerous.