William Shakespeare Quotes
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She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
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All pity choked with custom of fell deeds.
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It is the witness still of excellency to put a strange face on his own perfection.
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Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle; I am no traitor's uncle, and that word "grace" In an ungracious mouth is but profane.
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For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
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Our holy lives must win a new world's crown.
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Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.
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Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
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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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Juliet is the east and i am the sun.
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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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I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.
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A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Arrested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned by the interchangement of your rings, And all the ceremony of this compact Seal'd in my function, by my testimony.
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Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
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Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
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Poor wretches that depend On greatness' favor, dream as I have done; Wake, and find nothing.
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I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
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Let me confess that we two must be twain, although our undivided loves are one.
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Be to yourself as you would to your friend.
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Frame your mind to mirth and merriment which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life.
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It is not night when I do see your face, Therefore I think I am not in the night; Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company, For you in my respect are all the world: Then how can it be said I am alone, When all the world is here to look on me?
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Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
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All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown. Whate'er the course, the end is the renown.
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There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.