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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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.

William Shakespeare

O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.

William Shakespeare

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

William Shakespeare

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

William Shakespeare

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!It is the green-eyed monster which doth mockThe meat it feeds on.

William Shakespeare

If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.

William Shakespeare

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

William Shakespeare

When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools.

William Shakespeare

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

William Shakespeare

But men are men; the best sometimes forget.

William Shakespeare

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

William Shakespeare

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

William Shakespeare

I like this place, and willingly would waste my time in it.

William Shakespeare

Death is a fearful thing.

William Shakespeare

Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go.

William Shakespeare

'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.

William Shakespeare

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

William Shakespeare

Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd The wild waves whist.

William Shakespeare

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

William Shakespeare
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