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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Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!

William Shakespeare

Such as we are made of, such we be.

William Shakespeare

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

William Shakespeare

Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I ha lost my reputation, I ha lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial!

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He that is well paid is well satisfied.

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But like of each thing that in season grows.

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Society is no comfort to one not sociable.

William Shakespeare

Then the world 's mine oyster.

William Shakespeare

Blow, blow, thou winter wind, thou art not so unkind as man's ingratitude.

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Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.

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I bear a charmed life.

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I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.

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We know what we are, but know now what we may be.

William Shakespeare

And where the offence is, let the great axe fall.

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Is bound in shallows and in miseries.

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Great floods have flown from simple sources.

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The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.

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Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.

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Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.

William Shakespeare

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

William Shakespeare

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.

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Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.

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A deed without a name.

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Oh, what a bitter thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

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