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 If people knew how much I hated them, they'd love me for holding it in. William Shakespeare catchy hated people God send everyone their heart's desire! William Shakespeare teenager heart inspirational I am not of that feather, to shake off my friend when he must need me William Shakespeare teenager inspirational needs Is not the truth the truth? William Shakespeare truth As there comes light from heaven and words from breath, As there is sense in truth and truth in virtue William Shakespeare light truth heaven The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous main, William Shakespeare wind water science We make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villians by compulsion. William Shakespeare guilt stars moon My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent. William Shakespeare stronger guilt strong O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! William Shakespeare conscience coward Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is slicked o'er with the pale cast of thought William Shakespeare coward hue doe Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat; Of habits devil, is angel yet in this. William Shakespeare devil angel monsters Liberty plucks justice by the nose; The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart Goes all decorum. William Shakespeare nurse justice baby I may command where I adore. William Shakespeare adore may love We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly followed. William Shakespeare masters leadership Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal. William Shakespeare taming-of-the-shrew taming money Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. O that estates, degrees, and offices Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour Were purchased by the merit of the wearer! William Shakespeare merit degrees office What Time hath scanted men in hair, he hath given them in wit. William Shakespeare given hair men The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. William Shakespeare pleasure lasts sweet What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose. William Shakespeare propose passion purpose An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. William Shakespeare vulgar heart people
