“Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this sun of York.”Richard
“Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead.”Richard
“Tell me, thou villain slave! Where are my children?”Elizabeth
“A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!”Richard
“Simple, plain Clarence! I do love you so, that I shall shortly send your soul to heaven. If heaven will take the present from my hands.”Richard
“Let us to't pell-mell, if not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.”Richard
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