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Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime by action dignified.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of vipers?
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If I lose my honor, I lose myself: better I were not yours Than yours so branchless.
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