Nulla dies sine linea.
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Nulla dies sine linea.
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O tempora, o mores!.
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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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Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow.
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I must be cruel, only to be kind.
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I am a man more sinned against than sinning.
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If to do were as easy as to.
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know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces.
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Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.
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There's daggers in men's smiles.
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