Quotes

11 November 2014
O weary night, O long and tedious night, Abate thy hours, shine comforts from the east.
11 November 2014
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
11 November 2014
But screw your courage to the sticking-place And we'll not fail.
11 November 2014
By my troth, this is the old fashion. You two never meet but you fall to some discord.
11 November 2014
Ere I could Give him that parting kiss which I had set Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father, And like the tyrannous breathing of the north Shakes all our buds from growing.
11 November 2014
Men at some time are masters of their fates, The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
11 November 2014
The shadow of your sorrow hath destroyed The shadow of your face.
11 November 2014
Give me your blessing; truth will come to light; murder cannot be hid long; a man's son may, but in the end truth will out.
11 November 2014
O, if you raise this house against this house It will the woefullest division prove That ever fell upon this cursed earth.
11 November 2014
These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us.

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