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More Quotes by William Shakespeare
People’s good deeds we write in water. The evil deeds are etched in brass.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
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.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Let the sap of reason quench the fire of passion.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
All friends shall taste The wages of their virtue, and all foes The cup of their deserving.
Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.
Well, time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let me try.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.