Sonnet 129
...Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action, and till action, lust
Is perjured, murd'rous, bloody full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
.. Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight,
Past reason hunted, and no sooner had
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad.
.. Mad in pursuit and in possession so,
Had, having, and in quest, to have extreme,
A bliss in proof and proved, a very woe,
Before a joy proposed behind a dream.
.. All this the world well knows yet none knows well,
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.
Shakespeare's Musings
Be not afraid of greatness.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Brevity is the soul of wit.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
Et tu, Brute?
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
This above all; to thine own self be true.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
The fault...is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
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