William Shakespeare Quotes
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Lords, knights and gentlemen, what I should say My tears gainsay; for every word I speak, Ye see I drink the water of my eye.
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Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye.
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A smile cures the wounding of a frown.
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Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.
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Our enemies are our outward consciences.
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A very ancient and fish-like smell.
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You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him!
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The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good. Pity is the virtue of the law, and none but tyrants use it cruelly.
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Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, Where death's approach is seen so terrible!
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Educated men are so impressive.
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Men prize the thing ungained more than it is.
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This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
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The art of our necessities is strange That can make vile things precious.
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Truth needs no color; beauty, no pencil.
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What should a man do but be merry? For look you how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father died within's two hours.
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Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love.
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There is a world elsewhere.
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For conspiracy, I know not how it tastes, though it be dished For me to try how.
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Myself--a prince by fortune of my birth, Near to the king in blood, and near in love Till you did make him misinterpret me-- Have stooped my neck under your injuries And sighed my English breath in foreign clouds, Eating the bitter bread of banishment, Whilst you have fed upon my signories, Disparked my parks and felled my forest woods, From my own windows torn my household coat, Rased out my imprese, leaving me no sign, Save men's opinions and my living blood, To show the world I am a gentleman.
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What light through yonder window breaks?
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'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.
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They love least that let men know their loves.