— William ShakespeareCome what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
— William ShakespeareCowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
— William ShakespeareOur doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
— William ShakespeareScrew your courage to the sticking-place, and we’ll not fail.
— William Shakespeare
— William ShakespeareI can no other answer make but thanks, and thanks, and ever thanks.
— William ShakespeareO Lord that lends me life, lend me a heart replete with thankfulness.
— William ShakespeareHow far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
— William Shakespeare
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— William ShakespeareThe fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
— William ShakespeareOur remedies oft in ourselves do lie, which we ascribe to heaven.
— William Shakespeare
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— William ShakespeareThere is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
— William Shakespeare
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— William ShakespeareThe web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
— William ShakespeareWe are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
— William Shakespeare
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— William ShakespeareI count myself in nothing else so happy As in a soul rememb’ring my good friends.
— William Shakespeare
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— William ShakespeareThe fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
— William ShakespeareLet me play the fool, With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
— William Shakespeare
— William ShakespeareI am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.