Alas that love, whose view is muffled still, should without eyes see pathways to his will! [Romeo and Juliet, act I]
The secret of a woman can only be entrusted to a woman.
Cursed job! where we are masters neither of our joy, nor of our pain... Always a mask, never a face.
To be or not to be, that is the question. [Hamlet, Act I]
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