This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end. William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground. William Shakespeare sea memorable giving I pray thee cease thy counsel, William Shakespeare memorable water fall I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated William Shakespeare neglect mind memorable If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. William Shakespeare stage memorable fiction A hit, a very palpable hit. William Shakespeare memorable . . from this moment The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. And even now, To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done. William Shakespeare crowns heart hands I thought my heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion. William Shakespeare claws lions heart A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue. William Shakespeare nimble tongue heart O tiger's heart wrapped in a woman's hide! William Shakespeare tigers women heart He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe, and make his wrongs His outsides, to wear them like his raiment, carelessly, And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, To bring it into danger. William Shakespeare suffering heart men My heart is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. William Shakespeare hurt hands art Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no strength to repent. William Shakespeare repent wells heart It warms the very sickness in my heart, That I shall live and tell him to his teeth, "Thus diddest thou;" William Shakespeare teeth sickness heart He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue speaks. William Shakespeare sound heart thinking Two lovely berries moulded on one stem; William Shakespeare lovely heart two Take heed, dear heart, of this large privilege; The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge. William Shakespeare knives privilege art Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day William Shakespeare lady-macbeth futility-of-life time Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms. William Shakespeare wise loss men Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl toward death. William Shakespeare care age retirement When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation. William Shakespeare religious sweet men
