William Shakespeare Quotes
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Love is a wonderful, terrible thing.
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Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love.
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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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Our holy lives must win a new world's crown.
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Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.
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Then with the losers let it sympathize, For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
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Are you up to your destiny?
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I wonder men dare trust themselves with men.
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Love laughs at locksmiths.
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I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed, And fight maliciously; for when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth And send to darkness all that stop me.
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I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
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Remembrance of things past.
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There's nothing in this world can make me joy: Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
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Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends.
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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.
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You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.
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Hardness ever of hardness is mother.
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But I am constant as the Northern Star, Of whose true fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament.
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Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night?
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But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me?" Catherine: "I cannot tell." Henry: "Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them.
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I'll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hacked.
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Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
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That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence.
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When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes.