William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

To thine own self be true -; And it must follow as the night the day; Thou canst not be false to any man

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.

To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read comes by nature.

Oh God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

Strong reasons make strong actions.

Glory is like a circle in the water,<br> Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,<br> Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

When griping grief the heart doth wound,<br> and doleful dumps the mind opresses,<br> then music, with her silver sound,<br> with speedy help doth lend redress.

See first that the design is wise and just: that ascertained, pursue it resolutely; do not for one repulse forego the purpose that you resolved to effect.

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

Sweet are the uses of adversity, which, like a toad, though ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in its head.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end.

While thou livest keep a good tongue in thy head.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

You cram these words into mine ears against the stomach of my sense.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.

Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.

Their understanding<br> Begins to swell and the approaching tide<br> Will shortly fill the reasonable shores<br> That now lie foul and muddy.

We do not keep the outward form of order, where there is deep disorder in the mind.