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Fate2 quotes
There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. — William Shakespeare · 1616Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Human nature2 quotes
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable; in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god: the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals-And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? — William Shakespeare · 1616What is a man If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Suicide2 quotes
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. To die, to sleep— No more—and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to—’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep— To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. — William Shakespeare · 1616O, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God, God, How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! — William Shakespeare · 1616
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. To die, to sleep— No more—and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to—’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep— To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. — William Shakespeare · 1616The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveler returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? — William Shakespeare · 1616
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Cruelty1 quote
I must be cruel only to be kind. — William Shakespeare · 1616
But, to my mind, though I am native here And to the manner born, it is a custom More honored in the breach than the observance. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Death1 quote
The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveler returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? — William Shakespeare · 1616
I must be cruel only to be kind. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Free will1 quote
There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. — William Shakespeare · 1616
O, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God, God, How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! — William Shakespeare · 1616
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. — William Shakespeare · 1616
I must be cruel only to be kind. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Kindness1 quote
I must be cruel only to be kind. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Knowledge1 quote
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. — William Shakespeare · 1616
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Man1 quote
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable; in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god: the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals-And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? — William Shakespeare · 1616
What is a man If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. — William Shakespeare · 1616
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so. — William Shakespeare · 1616
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Morality1 quote
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so. — William Shakespeare · 1616
The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveler returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? — William Shakespeare · 1616
Over it1 quote
O, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God, God, How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! — William Shakespeare · 1616
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so. — William Shakespeare · 1616
What is a man If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Reason1 quote
Sure He that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unused. — William Shakespeare · 1616
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable; in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god: the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals-And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? — William Shakespeare · 1616
Thoughts1 quote
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so. — William Shakespeare · 1616
Women1 quote
Frailty, thy name is woman! — William Shakespeare · 1616