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As many arrows, loosed several ways, come to one mark … so may a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose.

Henry V, Act I, sc. 2.

Dogberry: Thou wilt be condemned into everlasting redemption for this.

Don Pedro: Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it.
Leonato: Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your grace: for trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.

Ferdinand: here’s my hand.
Miranda: And mine, with my heart in’t

Thus hath the candle singed the moth.

Portia: Act 2, Scene 9, Line 85