“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
“We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.”
“Me, poor man, my library
Was dukedom large enough.”
“O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't!”
“Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again.”
“Now I will believe that there are unicorns...”
“This thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.”
“O, brave new world
that has such people in't!”
“Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake.”
“Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.”
“Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.”
“Let us not burthen our remembrance with
A heaviness that's gone.”
“I would not wish any companion in the world but you.”
“Good wombs have borne bad sons."
-- (Miranda, I:2)”
“You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse”
“I am your wife if you will marry me.
If not, I'll die your maid. To be your fellow
You may deny me, but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.”
“I long to hear the story of your life, which must captivate the ear strangely.”
“...and then, in dreaming, / The clouds methought would open and show riches / Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked / I cried to dream again.”
“At this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.”
“Watch out he's winding the watch of his wit, by and by it will strike.”
“Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves,
And ye that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him
When he comes back; you demi-puppets that
By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime
Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid,
Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm’d
The noontide sun, call’d forth the mutinous winds,
And ‘twixt the green sea and the azured vault
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire and rifted Jove’s stout oak
With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory
Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck’d up
The pine and cedar: graves at my command
Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let ‘em forth
By my so potent art. But this rough magic
I here abjure, and, when I have required
Some heavenly music, which even now I do,
To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I’ll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound
I’ll drown my book.”
“Thou shalt be free
As mountain winds: but then exactly do
All points of my command.”
“Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of our generation you shall find.”
“How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, that has such people in it!”
“Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands.
Curtsied when you have and kissed
The wild waves whist,
Foot is featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Ariel's song, scene II, Act I”
“This rough magic
I here abjure, and, when I have required
Some heavenly music, which even now I do,
To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound
I'll drown my book.”
“It’s always easy to blame other people for holding you back. But sometimes, the only person holding you back is . . . well . . . you.”
“Mather wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her forward, cupping the back of her head as he slid his face down to hers. He hovered just shy of her lips, panting, chocking because, ice above, this moment - this was everything, the entirety of his life expanding from this one act, revolving around her because she was at the center of everything good that had ever happened to him.”
“You're a special kind of stupid”
“I’m the solution to a two-hundred-year-old”
“Wherever people feel safe (...) they will be indifferent.”
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