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Give thanks for what you are today and go on fighting for what you gone be tomorrow
William Shakespeare -
Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams Driving back shadows over low'ring hills. Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw Love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
William Shakespeare
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Your face is a book, where men may read strange matters.
William Shakespeare -
A woman's thought runs before her actions.
William Shakespeare -
Were't not for laughing, I should pity him.
William Shakespeare -
A young man married is a man that's marred.
William Shakespeare -
To saucy doubts and fears.
William Shakespeare -
Tears water our growth.
William Shakespeare
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Conceit in weakest bodies works the strongest.
William Shakespeare -
My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy.
William Shakespeare -
My story starts at sea... a perilous voyage to an unknown land... a shipwreck... The wild waters roar and heave... The brave vessel is dashed all to pieces, and all the helpless souls within her drowned... all save one... a lady... whose soul is greater than the ocean... and her spirit stronger than the sea's embrace... Not for her a watery end, but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. It will be a love story... for she will be my heroine for all time. And her name will be... Viola.
William Shakespeare -
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
William Shakespeare -
A lean cheek; which you have not: a blue eye, and sunken; which you have not: an unquestionable spirit; which you have not: a beard neglected; which you have not: — but I pardon you for that; for, simply, your having1 in beard is a younger brother's revenue: — Then your hose should be ungarter'd, your bonnet unhanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation.
William Shakespeare -
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
William Shakespeare
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Bait the hook well. This fish will bite.
William Shakespeare -
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.
William Shakespeare -
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief
William Shakespeare -
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
William Shakespeare -
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porpentine. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O list!
William Shakespeare -
So doth the greater glory dim the less: A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by.
William Shakespeare