Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Quote by Shakespeare

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A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are...

The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are...

Nothing will come of nothing

Nothing will come of nothing

She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to be won

She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to be won

The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their...

The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their...

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by...

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by...

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for...

Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for...

If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and...

If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and...

An overflow of good converts to bad.

An overflow of good converts to bad.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.

Love is merely madness...

Love is merely madness...

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; For if...

Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; For if...

There's no trust, no faith, no honesty, in men; all perjured, all forsworn, all nought,...

There's no trust, no faith, no honesty, in men; all perjured, all forsworn, all nought,...

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold

Grief makes one hour ten

Grief makes one hour ten

Given a choice between grief and nothing, I'd choose grief.

Given a choice between grief and nothing, I'd choose grief.

No one is exempt from grief.

No one is exempt from grief.