William Shakespeare Quotes

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But shall we wear these glories for a day? Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?

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Let us not burden our remembrances
With a heaviness that's gone.

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Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. O! that estates, degrees, and offices Were not deriv'd corruptly, and that clear honor Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer.

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First Witch: When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
Second Witch: When the hurly-burly's done,
When the battle's lost and won.

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Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of justice none of us
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy,
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.

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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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Were I the Moor I would not be Iago. In following him I follow but myself; Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so for my peculiar end. For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. I am not what I am

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Why should we pay tribute? If Caesar can hide the sun from us with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light; else, sir, no more tribute.

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And give to dust that is a little gilt
More laud than gilt o'er-dusted.

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The purest treasure mortal times afford
Is spotless reputation; that away,
Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.

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Whose sore task
Does not divide the Sunday from the week.

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And oftentimes excusing of a fault
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.

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Time's the king of men;
He's both their parent, and he is their grave,
And gives them what he will, not what they crave.

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The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and wonders At our quaint spirits.

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Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.

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Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the apparel oft proclaims the man.

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England, bound in with the triumphant sea,
Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune.

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This we prescribe, though no physician; Deep malice makes too deep incision; Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed; Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.

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Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

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It warms the very sickness in my heart, That I shall live and tell him to his teeth, "Thus diddest thou;"

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Here is my journey's end, here is my butt,
And very sea-mark of my utmost sail.

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And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed: He will never come again.

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That which in mean men we entitle patience is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.

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All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy.

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For Hecuba!
What's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba
That he should weep for her?

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Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man?

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Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.

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How oft when men are at the point of death
Have they been merry! which their keepers call
A lightning before death.

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Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows bent.

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In Belmont is a lady richly left,
And she is fair, and fairer than the word,
Of wondrous virtues.

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