More Quotes by William Shakespeare
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.
All the world is a stage and we are merely players.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
Men have died from time to time, and words have eaten them, but not for love.
Out of this wood do not desire to go; Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty.
Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.