William Shakespeare: “Action is eloquence.”
William Shakespeare: “To be furious, is to be frighted out of fear.
William Shakespeare: “The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief.”
William Shakespeare: “Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.”
William Shakespeare: “My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, and every tongue brings in a several tale. (Richard III)”
William Shakespeare: “Then everything includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;
And appetite, an universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power,
Must make perforce an universal prey,
And last eat up himself! (Troilus and Cressida)”
William Shakespeare: “Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil;
With them forgive yourself.”
William Shakespeare: “To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
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?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.”
William Shakespeare: “Love all, trust a few.”
William Shakespeare: “All the world is a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and entrances;
Each man in his time plays many parts.”
William Shakespeare: “Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.”
William Shakespeare: “We know what we are, but know not what we may be.”
William Shakespeare: “The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are heaven's lieutenants.”
William Shakespeare: “It is a wise father that knows his own child.”
William Shakespeare: “The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.”
William Shakespeare: “Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.”
William Shakespeare: “My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.”
William Shakespeare: “The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.”
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