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Quote of the day
" Is there no way for men to be, but women Must be half-workers? We are all bastards; And that most venerable man which I Did call my father was I know not where When I was stamped. Some coiner with his tools Made me a counterfeit: yet my mother seemed The Dian of that time. So doth my wife The nonpareil of this. O, vengeance, vengeance! Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained And prayed me oft forbearance; did it with A pudency so rosy the sweet view on't Might well have warmed old Saturn, that I thought her As chaste as unsunned snow. O, all the devils! This yellow Iachimo, in an hour, was't not? Or less? At first? Perchance he spoke not, but, Like a full-acorned boar, a German one, Cried 'O!' and mounted; found no opposition But what he looked for should oppose and she Should from encounter guard. Could I find out The woman's part in me! For there's no motion That tends to vice in man, but I affirm It is the woman's part. Be it lying, note it, The woman's; flattering, hers; deceiving, hers; Lust and rank thoughts, hers, hers; revenges, hers; Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain, Nice longing, slanders, mutability, All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows, Why, hers, in part or all; but rather all. For even to vice They are not constant, but are changing still One vice but of a minute old for one Not half so old as that. I'll write against them, Detest them, curse them. Yet 'tis greater skill In a true hate, to pray they have their will; The very devils cannot plague them better. [Posthumus Leonatus in Cymbeline II:5]"
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