More Quotes by William Shakespeare
You know who you are, but know not who you could be.
Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry, Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
Mercy but murders pardoning those who kill.
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.
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.
Wisdom cries out in the streets, and no man regards it.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
There's a time for all things.
Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow. When I’m not there, you can sleep with my wife.
