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“And there was never a better time to delve for pleasure in language than the sixteenth century, when novelty blew through English like a spring breeze. Some twelve thousand words, a phenomenal numb...”
“O! Learn to read what silent love hath writ:to hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.”
“What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyesWould, with themselves, shut up my thoughts...”
“Conscience doth make cowards of us all.”
“All's well that ends well.”
“I have always derived great comfort from William Shakespeare. After a depressing visit to the mirror or an unkind word from a girlfriend or an incredulous stare in the street, I say to myself: 'Wel...”
“They are the books, the arts, the academes,That show, contain and nourish all the world.”
“I wrote you this poem because i was afraid/ To come out and tell you i want to get laid.”
“THE PEN IS MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD!!!!”
“Shakespeare said, 'the robbed that smiles steals something from the thief.”
“- Be thou not technical with me,/Or else thine input valve may swift receive/a hearty helping of my golden foot.”
“It is difficult to restrain admirers of Shakespeare once they have begun to speak of him.”
“You can't go by what a girl says, when she's giving you the devil for making a chump of yourself. It's like Shakespeare. Sounds well, but doesn't mean anything.”
“Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow as seek to quench the fire of love with words.”
“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause”
“And since you know you cannot see yourself,so well as by reflection, I, your glass,will modestly discover to yourself,that of yourself which you yet know not of.”
“To the end of this age. Oh, a thousand yearsWill Hardly leach, he thought, this dust of that fire.”
“If Shakespeare be considered as a MAN born in a rude age and educated in the lowest manner, without any instruction either from the world or from books, he may be regarded as a prodigy; if represen...”
“Oh, William, what pitiable creatures we men are! When we go to church we make the devil angry, when we enjoy ourselves in the inns, we make God angry; we are the unlucky lot stuck between two fires!”
“She is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.”
