William Shakespeare Quotes
Look what thy soul holds dear, imagine it
To lie that way thou goest, not whence thou com'st.
Suppose the singing birds musicians,
The grass whereon thou tread'st the presence strewed,
The flowers fair ladies, and thy steps no more
Than a delight measure or a dance;
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man that mocks at it and sets it light.
William Shakespeare
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There's a group of people - maybe the secular Taliban is a good name for them - who have morphed this idea, that you have to accept my values being every bit as cherished as your values. That's not tolerance... There are too many things in this world which we sit back and tolerate.
Foster Friess
Life is a great university for the unfolding of the mind, for developing character. In choosing our life work, when we are free to choose, we should remember this, and choose that which will call the biggest man or woman out of us and not that from which we can coin the most dollars.
Orison Swett Marden
It's unfortunate biologically we have to sleep.
Aaron Levie
I can still put down some pretty nasty stuff on paper, which is what I enjoy doing.
W. P. Kinsella
The cult of the individual is killing us. I think Twitter signals the death of western civilisation, but people have been saying that since Demosthenes.
Kate Atkinson
I get these weird divine feelings. They're, like, so strong I can't shake them.
Odell Beckham, Jr.
Upon reading the deeply serious opening of Scott Spencer's 'Endless Love', you will very likely laugh out loud. The tone is something like what you might find in a teenager's diary: verbose, feverish, furiously self-important.
Ben Dolnick
It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.
Amelia Barr
Passion is begotten of passion, and it easily happens, as with the children of great men, that the base is the offspring of the noble.
John Lancaster Spalding
Nothing in the world is more common than unsuccessful people with talent, leave the house before you find something worth staying in for.
Banksy
Look what thy soul holds dear, imagine it
To lie that way thou goest, not whence thou com'st.
Suppose the singing birds musicians,
The grass whereon thou tread'st the presence strewed,
The flowers fair ladies, and thy steps no more
Than a delight measure or a dance;
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man that mocks at it and sets it light.
William Shakespeare
