William Shakespeare Quotes
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Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
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Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep.
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You abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone.
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A light wife doth make a heavy husband.
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Best men oft are moulded out of faults.
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I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.
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So, you are very welcome to our house. It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.
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Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue but moody and dull melancholy, kinsman to grim and comfortless despair.
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Death where is thy sting? Love, where is thy glory?
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Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough.
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Poor wretches that depend On greatness' favor, dream as I have done; Wake, and find nothing.
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Love's best habit is a soothing tongue
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I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.
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He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle.
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.
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Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court?
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Good with out evil is like light with out darkness which in turn is like righteousness whith out hope.
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Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
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He is not worthy of the honey-comb, that shuns the hives because the bees have stings.
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Juliet is the east and i am the sun.
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I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.
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Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
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He that keeps not crust nor crum Weary of all, shall want some.
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A tardiness in nature, Which often leaves the history unspoke, That it intends to do.