I try to forget what happiness was, and when that don't work, I study the stars.

Quote by Shakespeare

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The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

I dote on his very absence.

I dote on his very absence.

I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.

I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their...

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their...

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...

I were but little happy, if I could say how much

I were but little happy, if I could say how much

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined,...

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined,...

Show me someone who doesn't dream about the future and I'll show you someone who...

Show me someone who doesn't dream about the future and I'll show you someone who...

Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet...

Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet...

Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in a holiday humor, and like...

Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in a holiday humor, and like...

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...

Love and reason keep little company together

Love and reason keep little company together

To be a well-favored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...

To be a well-favored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind...

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind...

Though this be madness, yet there is method

Though this be madness, yet there is method

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

Great men are they who see that spiritual is stronger than material force, that thoughts...

Great men are they who see that spiritual is stronger than material force, that thoughts...

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.