William Shakespeare Quotes
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I that please some, try all, both joy and terror Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error.
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These cardinals trifle with me; I abhor; This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome.
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The purest treasure mortal times can afford is a spotless reputation.
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An envious fever of pale and bloodless emulation.
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He that commends me to mine own content Commends me to the thing I cannot get. I to the world am like a drop of water That in the ocean seeks another drop, Who, falling there to find his fellow forth, Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself: So I, to find a mother and a brother, In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.
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I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
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I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme. . .
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Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black, and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
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Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
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Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile; Filths savour but themselves.
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Were I the Moor I would not be Iago. In following him I follow but myself; Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so for my peculiar end. For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, ’tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. I am not what I am
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Thou lump of foul deformity!
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Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan The outward habit by the inward man.
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The Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind.
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I 'gin to be aweary of the sun, And wish th' estate o' th' world were now undone.
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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.
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Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.
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Coward dogs most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten runs far before them.
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Nothing can seem foul to those who win.
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To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
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There is little choice in a barrel of rotten apples.
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Fortune is painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to signify to you that Fortune is blind.
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The seeming truth which cunning times put on to entrap the wisest.
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He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.