And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

Quote by Shakespeare

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The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of...

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of...

Self-love, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.

Self-love, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.

When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of...

When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of...

Teach thy necessity to reason thus; There is no virtue like necessity

Teach thy necessity to reason thus; There is no virtue like necessity

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be...

The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be...

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...

What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...

A gentleman that loves to hear himself talk, will speak more in a minute than...

A gentleman that loves to hear himself talk, will speak more in a minute than...

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off...

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off...

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling...

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling...

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery.

Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery.

The earth has music for those who listen.

The earth has music for those who listen.

To be or not to be: that is the question.

To be or not to be: that is the question.

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by...

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by...

He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.

He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.

Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who...

Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who...