William Shakespeare Quotes
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Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love. That inward beauty and invisible; Or were I deaf, thy outward parts would move each part in me that were but sensible: Though neither eyes nor ears, to hear nor see, yet should I be in love by touching thee. 'Say, that the sense of feeling were bereft me, and that I could not see, nor hear, nor touch, and nothing but the very smell were left me, yet would my love to thee be still as much; for from the stillitory of thy face excelling comes breath perfum'd that breedeth love by smelling.
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Thanks to men Of noble minds, is honorable meed.
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No .... holy father, throw away that thought. Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom.
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Now 'tis spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now and they'll o'ergrow the garden.
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They have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor
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Though it make the unskillful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve.
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Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect.
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If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
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They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
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I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.
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If our virtues did not go forth of us, it were all alike as if we had them not.
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Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
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O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
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Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
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I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.
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A fusty nut with no kernel.
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Sin will pluck on sin.
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For who so firm that cannot be seduced?
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I can hardly forbear hurling things at him.
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Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes.
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The leopard does not change his spots.
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The coward dies a thousand deaths, the valiant, only once!
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Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away
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Lord, what fools these mortals be!