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Even in the common affairs of life, in love, friendship, and marriage, how little security have we when we trust our happiness in the hands of others!

William Hazlitt

The course of true love never did run smooth.

William Shakespeare

To be capable of steady friendship or lasting love, are the two greatest proofs, not only of goodness of heart, but of strength of mind.

William Hazlitt

Such as we are made of, such we be.

William Shakespeare

But love is blind and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit; For if they could, Cupid himself would blush To see me thus transformed to a boy.

William Shakespeare

I have found that if you love life, life will love you back.

Arthur Rubinstein

We are here to add what we can to life, not to get what we can from life.

William Osler

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers’ tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

William Shakespeare

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.

William Shakespeare

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

William Shakespeare

To do a great right do a little wrong.

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

Life is a tale told by an idiot -- full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

William Shakespeare

Sonnet CXLI

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;

William Shakespeare

No legacy is so rich as honesty.

William Shakespeare

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

William Shakespeare

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

William Shakespeare

Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me

Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me,
Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain,
Have put on black, and loving mourners be,
Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
And truly not the morning sun of heaven
Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east,
Nor that full star that ushers in the even
Doth half that glory to the sober west
As those two mourning eyes become thy face.
O, let it then as well beseem thy heart
To mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace,
And suit thy pity like in every part.
Then will I swear beauty herself is black,
And all they foul that thy complexion lack.

William Shakespeare

Sweet-and-Twenty

O MISTRESS mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear! your true love 's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What 's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty!
Youth 's a stuff will not endure.

William Shakespeare

If music be the food of love, play on.

William Shakespeare
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