Thoughts by william shakespeare

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Present mirth hath present laughter, what's to come is still unsure.

William Shakespeare

He that filches from me my good name robs me of that which enriches him and makes me poor indeed.

William Shakespeare

Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.

William Shakespeare

Cudgel thy brains no more about it.

William Shakespeare

To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read comes by nature.

William Shakespeare

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

William Shakespeare

To be wise and love exceeds man's might.

William Shakespeare

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

William Shakespeare

You know that love will creep in service when it cannot go.

William Shakespeare

If thou remember'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not loved.

William Shakespeare

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

William Shakespeare

Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken, your wind short, your chin double, your wit single, and every part about you blasted with antiquity?

William Shakespeare

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

William Shakespeare

Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.

William Shakespeare

He is not great who is not greatly good.

William Shakespeare

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

William Shakespeare

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

William Shakespeare

In delay there lies no plenty.

William Shakespeare

This is the very coinage of your brain.

William Shakespeare

How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere!

William Shakespeare

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

William Shakespeare

Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.

William Shakespeare

Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.

William Shakespeare

Journeys end in lovers meeting.

William Shakespeare

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, such shaping fantasies, that apprehend more than cool reason ever comprehends.

William Shakespeare
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