| Quotes |
Topic |
| Affliction | Henceforth, I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself, 'Enough, enough, and die.' |
| Affliction | Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald me like molten lead. |
| Affliction | Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. |
| Age | With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. |
| Alchemy | You are an alchemist, make gold of that. |
| Apparel | Fare you well, my lord, and believe this of me, there can be no kernel in this light nut, the soul of this man is his clothes. Trust him not in matter of heavy consequence. |
| Apparel | Thou villain base, Know'st me not by my clothes? No, nor thy tailor, rascal, Who is thy grandfather. He made those clothes, Which, as it seems, make thee. |
| Apparel | Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not expressed in fancy, rich, not gaudy, For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are of a most select and generous chief in that. |
| Apparel | See where she comes, apparelled like the spring, Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king Of every virtue gives renown to men! |
| Apparel | So tedious is this day As is the night before some festival To an impatient child that hath new robes And may not wear them. |
| Apparitions | There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave To tell us this. |
| Apparitions | I can call spirits from the vasty deep. |
| Apparitions | Why, so can I, or so can any man, But will they come when you do call for them? |
| Apparitions | What are these, So withered and so wild in their attire That took not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth And yet are on't? |
| Apparitions | Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the churchway paths to glide. |
| Appetite | Epicurean cooks Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite, That sleep and feeding may prorogue his honor Evan till a Lethe'd dulness-- |
| Appetite | Read o'er this And after, this, and then to breakfast with What appetite you have. |
| Appetite | Now good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both! |
| Appetite | Who riseth from a feast With that keen appetite that he sits down? |
| Appetite | But doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. |
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