William Shakespeare Quotes

William shakespeare - to climb steep hills requires slow pace at first....
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.
William Shakespeare
Oh God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
William Shakespeare
Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.
William Shakespeare
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; the thief doth fear each bush an officer.
William Shakespeare
Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
William Shakespeare
Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
William Shakespeare
This above all to thine own self be true.
William Shakespeare
Be not afraid of greatness some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
William Shakespeare
Lady you bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins, And there is such confusion in my powers.
William Shakespeare
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
William Shakespeare
In a false quarrel there is no true valour.
William Shakespeare
William shakespeare - o romeo, romeo wherefore art thou romeo....
Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
William Shakespeare
When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.
William Shakespeare
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
William Shakespeare
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
William Shakespeare
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.
William Shakespeare
A horse a horse my kingdom for a horse.
William Shakespeare
William shakespeare - the course of true love never did run smooth....
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
William Shakespeare
Good night, good night parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
William Shakespeare
Pity is the virture of the law, and none but tyrants use it cruelly.
William Shakespeare
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, Whoever knocks.
William Shakespeare
Frailty, thy name is woman.
William Shakespeare
Let the coming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.
William Shakespeare