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Quotes from Troilus and Cressida — William Shakespeare

1564–1616 England

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Expectation whirls me round.
The imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my sense.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

How my achievements mock me!
I will go meet them.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

Alas, poor chin! many a wart is richer.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

I have, as when the sun doth light a storm,
Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile:
But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladness,
Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back,
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion,
A great-sized monster of ingratitudes;
Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd
As fast as they are made, forgot as soon
As done.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

Be moderate, be moderate.
Why tell you me of moderation?
The grief is fine, full, perfect, that I taste,
And violenteth in a sense as weak
As that which causeth it: how can I moderate it?

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

The general's disdain'd
By him one step below; he by the next;
That next by him beneath; so every step,
Exampled by the first pace that is sick
Of his superior, grows to an envious fever
Of pale and bloodless emulation.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

I have had my labour for my travail.

Troilus and Cressida (1602)

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