William Shakespeare

Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

And why not death rather than living torment? To die is to be banish'd from myself; And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her Is self from self: a deadly banishment!

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.

God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

The wheel is come full circle.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.

When most I wink, then do my eyes best see

To go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes

Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently.

Know more than other. Work more than other. Expect less than other

A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.

O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, And having that do choke their service up Even with the having. . . .

One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.

Ay, Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.

Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.

Patch up thine old body for heaven.