More Quotes by William Shakespeare
We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.
Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow. When I’m not there, you can sleep with my wife.
For truth can never be confirmed enough, Though doubts did ever sleep.
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
Give thanks for what you are today and go on fighting for what you gone be tomorrow
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Well, time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let me try.
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.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty.
Out of this wood do not desire to go; Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
