Quotes

11 November 2014
I 'gin to be aweary of the sun, And wish th' estate o' the world were now undone.
11 November 2014
O God, O God, How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world!
11 November 2014
I thank you. I am not of many words, but I thank you.
11 November 2014
I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
11 November 2014
Lear. Dost thou call me fool, boy? Fool. All thy other titles thou hast given away; that thou wast born with.
11 November 2014
Prince Hal. Why, thou owest God a death. Falstaff. 'Tis not due yet, I would be loath to pay him before his day.
11 November 2014
There is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
11 November 2014
If thou art rich, thou'rt poor, For like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee.
11 November 2014
Is not the king's name twenty thousand names? Arm, arm, my name! A puny subject strikes At thy great glory.
11 November 2014
Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.

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