I cannot lose the only thing that keeps me alive: hope. A word that is often with us in the morning, gets wounded throughout the day, and dies at dusk, but resurrects with the dawn.
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263 allegories found
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I am not bound to please thee with my answers.
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I must be cruel, only to be kind.
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Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.
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To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
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Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
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Parting is such sweet sorrow.
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The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
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This above all: to thine own self be true.
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Now is the winter of our discontent.
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