William Shakespeare Quotes

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He reads much;
He is a great observer, and he looks
Quite through the deeds of men.

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A sibyl, that had numbered in the world
The sun to course two hundred compasses,
In her prophetic fury sewed the work;
The worms were hallowed that did breed the silk,
And it was dyed in mummy which the skilful
Conserved of maidens' hearts.

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Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.

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Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such a woman oweth to her husband.

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And to be king
Stands not within the prospect of belief.

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'Tis well said again;
And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well:
And yet words are no deeds.

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Had it pleas'd heaven
To try me with affliction
I should have found in some place of my soul
A drop of patience.

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They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.

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…An unlessoned girl, unschooled, unpractised;
Happy in this, she is not yet so old
But she may learn; happier than this,
She is not bred so dull but she can learn.

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When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.

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This battle fares like to the morning's war,
When dying clouds contend with growing light,
What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails,
Can neither call it perfect day nor night.

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And teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night...

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My Oberon! what visions have I seen!
Methought I was enamoured of an ass.

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By this leek, I will most horribly revenge. I eat and eat, I swear.

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My father named me Autolycus; who being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles.

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Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.

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We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

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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?

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It oft falls out,
To have what we would have, we speak not what we mean.

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Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.

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Charmian: O eastern star!
Cleopatra: Peace! peace!
Dost thou not see my baby at my breast,
That sucks the nurse asleep?

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O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!

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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die.

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Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; a shining gloss that fadeth suddenly; a flower that dies when it begins to bud; a doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower, lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour.

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And if the boy have not a woman's gift To rain a shower of commanded tears, An onion will do well for such a shift.

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O! pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am meek and gentle with these butchers;
Thou art the ruins of the noblest man
That ever lived in the tide of times.

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Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.

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Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping?

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Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish;
A vapor sometime like a bear or lion,
A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock,
A forked mountain, or blue promontory
With trees upon 't.

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Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners.

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