The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed- It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.

Quote by Shakespeare

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He is the half part of a blessed man, left to be finished by such...

He is the half part of a blessed man, left to be finished by such...

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.

When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

Two women placed together makes cold weather.

Two women placed together makes cold weather.

Great floods have flown from simple sources.

Great floods have flown from simple sources.

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

Let no such man be trusted.

Let no such man be trusted.

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

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

How well he's read, to reason against reading!

How well he's read, to reason against reading!

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

Thought is free.

Thought is free.

The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief

The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief

I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books.

I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books.

Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house...

Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house...

You cry out in your sleep - all my failings expose. There's a taste in...

You cry out in your sleep - all my failings expose. There's a taste in...

Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object?

Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object?