William Shakespeare

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance. -Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 3.

The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance. -Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Whereto serves mercy
But to confront the visage of offense?

Whereto serves mercy
But to confront the visage of offense?

Whose nature is so far from doing harms,
That he suspects none.

Whose nature is so far from doing harms,
That he suspects none.

Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news
Hath but a losing office, and his tongue
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Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news
Hath but a losing office, and his tongue
Sounds ever after as a sullen bell,
Rememb'red tolling a departing friend.