More Quotes by William Shakespeare
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Out of this wood do not desire to go; Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
Lesser than Macbeth and greater. Not so happy, yet much happier. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
The Eyes are the window to your soul
Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry, Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
Some men never seem to grow old. Always active in thought, always ready to adopt new ideas, they are never chargeable with foggyism. Satisfied, yet ever dissatisfied, settled, yet ever unsettled, they always enjoy the best of what is, are the first to find the best of what will be.
Nothing comes from doing nothing.
A good lenten answer! I can tell thee where that saying was born, of ‘I fear no colours.
