Cressida: Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.
classic line from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act I, Scene 2, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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Ajax [Strikes him.]: Thou stool for a witch!
Thersites: Ay, do, do, thou sodden-witted lord. Thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows; an asinego may tutor thee, thou scurvy-valiant ass.
classic lines from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act II, Scene 1, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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The end crowns all, and that old common arbitrator, Time, will one day end it.
William Shakespeare in Troilus and Cressida
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Troilus: Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart:
The effect doth operate another way.
lines from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act V, Scene 3, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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Ulysses: Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back,
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion,
A great-sized monster of ingratitudes.
line from Troilus and Cressida, Act III, Scene 3 by William Shakespeare (1602)
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Hector: The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is call'd
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.
line from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act II, Scene 2, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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Ulysses: One touch of nature makes the whole world kin—
That all with one consent praise new-born gawds,
Though they are made and moulded of things past,
And give to dust that is a little gilt
More laud than gilt o'er-dusted.
line from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act III, Scene 3, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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Cressida: Perchance, my lord, I show more craft than love;
And fell so roundly to a large confession,
To angle for your thoughts: but you are wise,
Or else you love not, for to be wise and love
Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above.
lines from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act III, Scene 2, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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Troilus: Are there such? Such are not we. Praise us as we are
tasted, allow us as we prove; our head shall go bare till merit
crown it. No perfection in reversion shall have a praise in
present. We will not name desert before his birth; and, being
born, his addition shall be humble.
line from the play Troilus and Cressida, Act III, Scene 2, script by William Shakespeare (1602)
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