William Shakespeare Quotes
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Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds.
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England is safe, if true within itself.
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O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame.
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Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it! My part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there!
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Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
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Costly thy habit [dress] as thy purse can buy; But not expressed in fancy - rich, not gaudy. For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
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Time is a very bankrupt and owes more than he's worth to season. Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard men say, That Time comes stealing on by night and day?
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Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.
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You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse
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Thou unfit for any place but hell.
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She told her, while she kept it, 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father Entirely to her love, but if she lost it Or made a gift of it, my father's eye Should hold her loathed and his spirits should hunt After new fancies.
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The band that seems to tie their friendship together will be the very strangler of their amity.
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He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.
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He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fullness of perfection lies in him.
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If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'
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If you would persuade, you must appeal to interest rather than intellect. We are advertis'd by our loving friends.
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The one I love is the son of the one I hate!
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'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed, When not to be, receives reproach of being, And the just pleasure lost, which is so deemed, Not by our feeling, but by others' seeing.
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Farewell, good Salisbury, and good luck go with thee!
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Say as you think and speak it from your souls.
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I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
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I have been long a sleeper; but I trust My absence doth neglect no great design Which by my presence might have been concluded.
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In delay there lies no plenty.
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Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!