More Quotes by William Shakespeare
We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow. When I’m not there, you can sleep with my wife.
Let the sap of reason quench the fire of passion.
The Eyes are the window to your soul
You know who you are, but know not who you could be.
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone.
Give thanks for what you are today and go on fighting for what you gone be tomorrow
