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Quotes by William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

I care not a man can die but once we owe God a death.

The stroke of death is as a lovers pinch Which hurts and is desired.

Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it.

No tis not so deep as a well nor so wide as a church door but tis enough twill serve: ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered I warrant for this world.

The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveller returns.

I am dying Egypt dying.

To die: - to sleep: No more and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished.

Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.

There is a divinity that shapes our ends Rough-hew them how we will.

He will give the devil his due.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

This too shall pass.

Come what come may time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

How poor are they that have not patience? What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.

God grant us patience!

Now is the Winter of our discontent.

Let your own discretion be your tutor suit the action to the word the word to the action.

The better part of valour is discretion.

To be or not to be that is the question: Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them?