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Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive.
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For he that does good, having the unlimited power to do evil, deserves praise not only for the good which he performs, but for the evil which he forbears.
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We are like the herb which flourisheth most when trampled upon
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I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom," he said to himself, "but I wish any wise man would teach me what use to make of it now that I have it."
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Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive
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Chivalry!---why, maiden, she is the nurse of pure and high affection---the stay of the oppressed, the redresser of grievances, the curb of the power of the tyrant ---Nobility were but an empty name without her, and liberty finds the best protection in her lance and her sword.
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Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.
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I envy thee not thy faith, which is ever in thy mouth but never in thy heart nor in thy practice
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The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
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