William Shakespeare Quotes
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A right judgment draws us a profit from all things we see .
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Love is a wonderful, terrible thing.
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Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
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My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate.
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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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The head is not more native to the heart.
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The teeming Autumn big with rich increase, bearing the wanton burden of the prime like widowed wombs after their lords decease.
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To gild refined gold, to paint the lily... is wasteful and ridiculous excess
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So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
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He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.
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I'll be at charges for a looking-glass And entertain a score or two of tailors To study fashions to adorn my body: Since I am crept in favor with myself, I will maintain it with some little cost.
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I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum.
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Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling Extremity out of act.
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Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
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With this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature. for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature.
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Extreme fear can neither fight nor fly.
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You cram these words into mine ears against The stomach of my sense.
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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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A wicked conscience mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy thoughts.
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Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.
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Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
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These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
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He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.