William Shakespeare

1564 - 1616

A Quote by William Shakespeare

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Source: Sonnet 104

Contributed by: Ninjicus

A Quote by William Shakespeare

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Source: Hamlet (Folger Shakespeare Library), Pages: Act 1, Scene 5

Contributed by: The Grand Abbot

A Quote by William Shakespeare on friend and growth

A friend is one that knows who you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently, allows you to grow.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Contributed by: Lainie

A Quote by William Shakespeare

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

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A Quote by William Shakespeare

The earth has music for those who listen.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

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A Quote by William Shakespeare

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.
- Macbeth, Act V, Scene V

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

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A Quote by William Shakespeare on literature

For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

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A Quote by William Shakespeare on colors

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I can tell thee where that saying was born, of 'I fear no colors.'

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Source: Twelfth Night, or, What You Will (Maria at I, v)

Contributed by: Jeri

A Quote by William Shakespeare

"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." -Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Source: [Macbeth (V.v.18–27)]

Contributed by: Wesley

A Quote by William Shakespeare on gold, tombs, and worms

All that glisters is not gold.  Gilded tombs do worms enfold.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Source: Merchant of Venice

Contributed by: RainbowBright

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