William Shakespeare Quotes
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Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.
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The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n: young boys and girls Are level now with men; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
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Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears: Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born, In their nativity all truth appears. How can these things in me seem scorn to you, Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?
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Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief
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Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?
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Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
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And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge.
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Oh why rebuke you him that loves you so? / Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.
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What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.
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In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.
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To England will I steal, and there I'll steal.
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Taste your legs, sire: put them into motion.
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There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
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Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
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My crown is in my heart, not on my head; not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, nor to be seen: my crown is called content, a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
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Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world.
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Sometimes when we are labeled, when we are branded our brand becomes our calling.
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Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter.
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Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.
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If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
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Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny. It hath been Th' untimely emptying of the happy throne And fall of many kings.
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Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake.
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Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.
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Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.