This above all: to thine own self be true.
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Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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All that glisters is not gold.
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The course of true love never did run smooth.
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Out, out brief candle!
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Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
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Brevity is the soul of wit.
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But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
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What's done cannot be undone.
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