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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Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.

Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.

The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven...

The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven...

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow...

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow...

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

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

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

They say miracles are past.

They say miracles are past.

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...

Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own

Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own

In the corrupted currents of this word offence's gilded hand may solve by justice, and...

In the corrupted currents of this word offence's gilded hand may solve by justice, and...

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, may in the sworn twelve have a thief...

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, may in the sworn twelve have a thief...

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this son of York;...

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this son of York;...

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

Love is merely madness...

Love is merely madness...

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft where most it promises; and oft it hits where...

Oft expectation fails, and most oft where most it promises; and oft it hits where...

Not the maker of plans and promises, but rather the one who offers faithful service...

Not the maker of plans and promises, but rather the one who offers faithful service...

One must have a good memory to be able to keep the promises that one...

One must have a good memory to be able to keep the promises that one...