. . . it is impossible you should take true root but by the fair weather that you make yourself it is needful that you frame the season of your own harvest. William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul. William Shakespeare soulsecretbook Ay me! sad hours seem long. William Shakespeare hoursseemslong So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. William Shakespeare eyelovemen My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten. William Shakespeare forgottenbraindull Antonio: Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you? Sebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you. William Shakespeare fatestarsevil Ambition, the soldier's virtue. William Shakespeare ambitionmilitarysoldier Nimble thought can jump both sea and land. William Shakespeare landseathinking An honest tale speeds best being plainly told. William Shakespeare speedhonesthonesty There's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year. William Shakespeare greatnessmenmemories There is a history in all men's lives. William Shakespeare motivationalinspirationalmen What a deformed thief this fashion is. William Shakespeare thievesfashionmemorable They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps. William Shakespeare stolencommunicationlanguage Our jovial star reigned at his birth. William Shakespeare astrologybirthstars Courage mounteth with occasion. William Shakespeare occasionsmemorable I would fain die a dry death. William Shakespeare drydiesmemorable What seest thou else William Shakespeare tempestdarkmemorable The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just and charitable war. William Shakespeare memorablewarpeace Heaven - the treasury of everlasting life. William Shakespeare treasuryeverlastingheaven I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit. William Shakespeare beefdoebelieve He doth nothing but talk of his horses. William Shakespeare medieval-warequestrianhorse
