. . . nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death To throw away the dearest thing he owed, As 'twere a careless trifle.
William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Source: Macbeth Act 1, Scene 4, 1606
Contributed by: Zaady
The bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
Source: Antony and Cleopatra, Act 5, Scene 2
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
Source: Sonnet XLIII
Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter.
Source: Measure For Measure, Act 2, scene 2.
Who soars too near the sun with golden wings; Melts them; to ruin his own fortune brings.
I am but mad north-north-west; when the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.
Source: Hamlet, II, ii, 405
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