More Quotes by William Shakespeare
Here will be an old abusing of God’s patience and the king’s English.
Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Brevity is the soul of wit
a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to love and too much time to hate.
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
