More Quotes by William Shakespeare
I like your silence, it the more shows off your wonder.
People’s good deeds we write in water. The evil deeds are etched in brass.
Mad I call it, for to define true madness, what is't to be nothing else but mad?
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
You know who you are, but know not who you could be.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
All the world is a stage and we are merely players.
Nothing comes from doing nothing.
