William Shakespeare Quotes
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Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
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People’s good deeds we write in water. The evil deeds are etched in brass.
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No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.
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Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.
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Love runs away from those chasing her, and those who run away, she throws herself on his neck.
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My story starts at sea... a perilous voyage to an unknown land... a shipwreck... The wild waters roar and heave... The brave vessel is dashed all to pieces, and all the helpless souls within her drowned... all save one... a lady... whose soul is greater than the ocean... and her spirit stronger than the sea's embrace... Not for her a watery end, but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. It will be a love story... for she will be my heroine for all time. And her name will be... Viola.
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Let no such man be trusted.
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What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
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Love goes toward love.
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That is honor's scorn Which challenges itself as honor's born And is not like the sire. Honors thrive When rather from our acts we them derive Than our foregoers.
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They whose guilt within their bosom lies, imagine every eye beholds their blame.
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There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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There's no trust, No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured, All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers.
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Look on beauty, and you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight; which therein works a miracle in Nature, making them lightest that wear most of it: so are those crisped snaky golden locks which make such wanton gambols with the wind upon supposed fairness, often known to be the dowry of a second head, the skull that bred them in the sepulchre.
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Love is the greatest of dreams, yet the worst of nightmares.
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For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
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Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse.
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There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune.
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A woman's thought runs before her actions.
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They are sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing.