Et tu, Brute!
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For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth.
He that commends me to mine own content
Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
Let the coming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.
I shall despair. There is no creature loves me;
And if I die no soul will pity me:
And wherefore should they, since that I myself
Find in myself no pity to myself?
And if I die no soul will pity me:
And wherefore should they, since that I myself
Find in myself no pity to myself?
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the godsThey kill us for their sport.
And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of.
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of.
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity, but I know none, therefore am no beast.
The Possible's slow fuse is lit By the Imagination.
This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers.... There is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death.
The trust I have is in mine innocence,
and therefore am I bold and resolute.
and therefore am I bold and resolute.
What's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine.
Each present joy or sorrow seems the chief.
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
I pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Every man has his fault, and honesty is his.
O for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
O, woe is me,
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
If rough be love with you, be rough with love.
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Cowards die many times before their deathsThe valiant never taste of death but once.
Truth is truth To the end of reckoning.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain.
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
The fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.
Hereafter, in a better world than this,
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.
The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.
Fill all thy bones with aches.
How far that little candle throws his beams So shines a good deed in a weary world.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.
I understand a fury in your words, But not the words.
The sands are number'd that make up my life.
They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps.
God bless thee and put meekness in thy mind, love, charity, obedience, and true duty
A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.
The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
I would fain die a dry death.
Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everyone else.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.
Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.
The fringed curtains of thine eye advance.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
In false quarrels there is no true valor.
Out, damned spot out, I say
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
Now we sit through Shakespeare in order to recognize the quotations.
This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in the meanest habit.
Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
In a false quarrel there is no true valour.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
Be not afraid of greatness some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness and the bettering of my mind.
To closeness and the bettering of my mind.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods Detest my baseness.
Out, damned spot! out, I say!
Their understanding
Begins to swell and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores
That now lie foul and muddy.
Begins to swell and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores
That now lie foul and muddy.
The little foolery that wise men have makes a great show.
Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.
Every man has business and desire,
Such as it is.
Such as it is.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.
And thus I clothe my naked villainy With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
I like this place, and willingly would waste my time in it.
Be great in act, as you have been in thought.
Pray you now, forget and forgive.
Et tu, Brute
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.
The devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
Make instruments to plague us.
Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.
My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient.
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
A kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.
Of excellent dumb discourse.
'Tis neither here nor there.
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo Deny thy father, and refuse thy name...
Oh God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.
To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
How poor are they who have not patience What wound did ever heal but by degrees.
Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Our doubts are traitors,And make us lose the good we oft might winBy fearing to attempt.
Education - The ability to quote Shakespeare without crediting it to the Bible.
Your face is a book, where men may read strange matters.
I know not, sir, whether Bacon wrote the works of Shakespeare, but if he did not it seems to me that he missed the opportunity of his life.
Frailty, thy name is woman!