William Shakespeare Quotes
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The king is but a man, as I am; the violet smells to him as it doth to me; the element shows to him as it doth to me; all his senses have but human conditions; his ceremonies laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man; and though his affections are higher mounted than ours, yet, when they stoop, they stoop with the like wing.
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A peevish self-willed harlotry it is. *She’s a stubborn little brat.*
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The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
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I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.
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Thou art the Mars of malcontents.
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I am that merry wanderer of the night.
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You'd be so lean, that blast of January Would blow you through and through. Now, my fair'st friend, I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might Become your time of day.
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I have heard of some kind of men that put quarrels purposely on others, to taste their valor.
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There is a devilish mercy in the judge, if you'll implore it, that will free your life, but fetter you till death.
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Juliet is the east and i am the sun.
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I have nothing Of woman in me; now from head to foot I am marble-constant.
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Conscience is a blushing, shamefaced spirit than mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles.
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Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed King.
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Awake, awake, English nobility! Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot.
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The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
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Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.
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They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?
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Come now, what masques, what dances shall we have To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and bedtime?
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To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life: let it come on.
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For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed.
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The love of heaven makes one heavenly.
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I'll forbear; And am fallen out with my more headier will To take the indisposed and sickly fit For the sound man.
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O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle.
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Until I know this sure uncertainty, I'll entertain the offered fallacy.