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Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.
In time we hate that which we often fear.
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.
Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
We are time’s subjects, and time bids be gone.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.