William Shakespeare Quotes

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There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.

William Shakespeare
Hamlet: Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Polonius: By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed. Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel. Polonius: It is backed like a weasel. Hamlet: Or like a whale? Polonius: Very like a whale.

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We have kiss'd away
Kingdoms and provinces.

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Seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!

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Orpheus with his lute made trees,
And the mountain-tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he did sing.

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I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.

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Thou art a traitor. Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I swear I will not dine until I see the same.

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What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living? Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?

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How much salt water thrown away in waste/ To season love, that of it doth not taste.

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He took my father grossly, full of bread,
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;
And how his audit stands who knows save heaven?

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'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,
Another thing to fall. I not deny,
The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,
May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two
Guiltier than him they try.

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To hold opinion with Pythagoras,
That souls of animals infuse themselves
Into the trunks of men.

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Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat.

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One writ with me in sour misfortune's book.

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Or in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear!

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World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.

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For now sits Expectation in the air
And hides a sword from hilts unto the point
With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets,
Promised to Harry and his followers.

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Crowned with rank fumitor and furrow weeds,
With burdocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers,
Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow
In our sustaining corn.

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Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us yet: suffer us to famish, and their storehouses crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich, and provide more piercing statutes daily to chain up and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all the love they bear us.

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Every part about you blasted with antiquity.

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I was too young that time to value her, But now I know her. If she be a traitor, Why, so am I. We still have slept together, Rose at an instant, learned, played, eat together, And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, Still we went coupled and inseparable.

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Their understanding
Begins to swell and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores
That now lie foul and muddy.

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Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy.

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Banquo: Go not my horse the better,
I must become a borrower of the night
For a dark hour or twain.

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But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?

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I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth.

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Find out the cause of this effect,
Or rather say, the cause of this defect,
For this effect defective comes by cause.

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By telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie.

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Hear you this Triton of the minnows? mark you
His absolute 'shall'?

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Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But bad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

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