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There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts whereof I take this that you call love to bea sect or scion.... It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of the will.
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The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet.
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He that is truly dedicated to war hath no self-love
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