More Quotes by William Shakespeare
Men have died from time to time, and words have eaten them, but not for love.
Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry, Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still.
The Eyes are the window to your soul
Out of this wood do not desire to go; Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
Brevity is the soul of wit
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.
We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.
