In delay there lies no plenty.

Quote by Shakespeare

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Every man after his desert, and who shall scape whipping? Use them after your own...

Every man after his desert, and who shall scape whipping? Use them after your own...

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.

He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit, For...

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit, For...

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

For a quart of Ale is a meal for a King.

For a quart of Ale is a meal for a King.

And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in running...

And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in running...

Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know

Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

Mind your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.

Mind your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.

We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.

We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.

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

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

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

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

Our bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners.

Our bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners.

The miser, starving his brother's body, starves also his own soul, and at death shall...

The miser, starving his brother's body, starves also his own soul, and at death shall...

Bodily decay is gloomy in prospect, but of all human contemplations the most abhorrent is...

Bodily decay is gloomy in prospect, but of all human contemplations the most abhorrent is...

All human beings are also dream beings. Dream ties all humankind together.

All human beings are also dream beings. Dream ties all humankind together.