William Shakespeare

English playwright and poet

Lived from: 1564-1616

Category: Poets (Contemporary) | Writers (Contemporary)

Quotes: William Shakespeare

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Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken, your wind short, your chin double, your wit single, and every part about you blasted with antiquity?
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He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
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Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.
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If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
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Life… It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.
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She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.
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So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
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There is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound by shallows and in misery.
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What is past is prologue.
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Youth is full of sport,
age's breath is short;
youth is nimble,
age is lame;
Youth is hot and bold,
age is weak and cold;
Youth is wild, and age is tame.
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'Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.
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'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, and after one hour more twill be eleven. And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, and then from hour to hour we rot and rot. and thereby hangs a tale.
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A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Source: The Winter's Tale (1610) 4,3
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A peace above all earhtly dignities: A still and quiet conscience.
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After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst. Nor steel nor poison, malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can touch him further.