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As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport. William Shakespeare, King Lear
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Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. William Shakespeare, The Tempest
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For whilst I live, here lives my soul's sole hope, And when I die, here shall my spirit walk. ---Christopher Marlowe, The Jew of Malta
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