Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper sprinkle cool patience.
William Shakespeare
Quotes
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How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
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Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.
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Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.
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Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, and look on death itself.
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Methought I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep!"- the innocent sleep.
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