I am indeed not her fool, but her corrupter of words. (Act III, sc. I, 37-38) William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, William Shakespeare marriagehusbandhome To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. William Shakespeare inspirationallifedeath Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1) William Shakespeare lightdarklove Do not for one repulse, forego the purpose William Shakespeare purposehealinginspirational Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it! My part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there! William Shakespeare flowerwhitesweet Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter. William Shakespeare fairnessdaughtermorning There is a law in each well-ordered nation William Shakespeare ragepoliticslaw Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. William Shakespeare fantasyloversbrain Nothing is so common as the wish to be remarkable.(attributed to) William Shakespeare criminal-mindcriminalswish Make use of time, let not advantage slip. William Shakespeare timeinspirationallife Of all the flowers, me thinks a rose is best. William Shakespeare flowerrosethinking With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. William Shakespeare birthdaybeing-happyhappiness I can see he's not in your good books,' said the messenger. 'No, and if he were I would burn my library. William Shakespeare librarymessengersbook Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love. William Shakespeare winningkindnesslove-you A smile cures the wounding of a frown. William Shakespeare curessmile Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself. William Shakespeare angerrevengeenemy With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. And let my liver rather heat with wine, than my heart cool with mortifying groans. William Shakespeare laughterwineheart I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks. William Shakespeare gratitudethank-youappreciation If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.' William Shakespeare writingbeautylying Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind. William Shakespeare plaguemadmenblind
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