Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Death Quotes

All of my life I have always had the urge to do things better than...

All of my life I have always had the urge to do things better than...

Time is the stuff between pay days

Time is the stuff between pay days

Listen to many, speak to a few.

Listen to many, speak to a few.

Do you not know that I am a woman? When I think, I must speak

Do you not know that I am a woman? When I think, I must speak

They say miracles are past.

They say miracles are past.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...

Exceeds man's might: that dwells with the gods above.

Exceeds man's might: that dwells with the gods above.

The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape

The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape

When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his...

When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his...

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love...

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love...

I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness

I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting...

How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting...

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

I say there is no darkness but ignorance.

I say there is no darkness but ignorance.

She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to be won

She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to be won

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could...

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could...

My library was dukedom large enough.

My library was dukedom large enough.

Libraries are not made, they grow

Libraries are not made, they grow

No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes than a...

No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes than a...