More Quotes by William Shakespeare
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Nothing comes from doing nothing.
Lesser than Macbeth and greater. Not so happy, yet much happier. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
Out of this wood do not desire to go; Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
Let the sap of reason quench the fire of passion.
If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone.
There's a time for all things.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
For he today who sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
Mad I call it, for to define true madness, what is't to be nothing else but mad?
