| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7e25729 | Antonio: Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you? Sebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you. | shakespeare stars-shine-darkly twelfth-night city-of-glass | William Shakespeare | |
| 3b681ab | Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage. | marriage death humor love olivia twelfth-night wedding fool | William Shakespeare |