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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (born April 1564, traditionally celebrated on 23 April; baptised 1564-04-26; died 1616-05-03 ) was an English playwright and poet.
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O! it is excellent to have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.

William Shakespeare

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.

William Shakespeare

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, then are dreamt of in your philosophy

William Shakespeare

Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!

William Shakespeare

Send danger from the east unto the west, so honor cross it from the north to south.

William Shakespeare

The course of true love never did run smooth.

William Shakespeare

Journeys end in lovers meeting.

William Shakespeare

The fool doth think himself wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.

William Shakespeare

Love is merely madness...

William Shakespeare

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults, looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!

William Shakespeare

Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!

William Shakespeare

A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out.

William Shakespeare

Cudgel thy brains no more about it.

William Shakespeare

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much.

William Shakespeare

O, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone!

William Shakespeare

A hit, a very palpable hit.

William Shakespeare

He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.

William Shakespeare

From this day forward until the end of the world...we in it shall be remembered...we band of brothers.

William Shakespeare

I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness and the bettering of my mind.

William Shakespeare

Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.

William Shakespeare

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

William Shakespeare

For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard...

William Shakespeare

The soul of this man is in his clothes.

William Shakespeare

The play's the thingWherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.

William Shakespeare

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now; your gambols, your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come.

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