More Quotes by William Shakespeare
We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.
Listen to many, speak to a few.
You know who you are, but know not who you could be.
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.
For he today who sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone.
Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.
Some men never seem to grow old. Always active in thought, always ready to adopt new ideas, they are never chargeable with foggyism. Satisfied, yet ever dissatisfied, settled, yet ever unsettled, they always enjoy the best of what is, are the first to find the best of what will be.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
