It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Being Yourself Quotes, Destiny Quotes

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they...

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they...

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better

The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay...

The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay...

There's method in his madness

There's method in his madness

The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn

The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn

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...

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.

Still constant is a wondrous excellence.

Still constant is a wondrous excellence.

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...

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy rather...

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy rather...

Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!

Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul with hoops...

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul with hoops...

No profit grows where there is no pleasure taken

No profit grows where there is no pleasure taken

They have a plentiful lack of wit

They have a plentiful lack of wit

This the curse of service: Preferment goes by letter and affection, and not by old...

This the curse of service: Preferment goes by letter and affection, and not by old...

Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.

Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.

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

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

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

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

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk...

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk...

Our first and last love is... self-love.

Our first and last love is... self-love.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and...

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and...