My resolution's placed, and I have nothing Of woman in me; now from head to foot I am marble-constant, now the fleeting moon No planet is of mine.

Quote by Shakespeare

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Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the...

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the...

Friendly counsel cuts off many foes

Friendly counsel cuts off many foes

O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I...

O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I...

Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I...

Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I...

Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button.

Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button.

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

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

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows

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...

Death is a fearful thing.

Death is a fearful thing.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

Boldness be my friend.

Boldness be my friend.

Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty:...

Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty:...

O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by,...

O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by,...

If all the year were playing holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to...

If all the year were playing holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to...

Every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment

Every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear

There's many a man has more hair than wit.

There's many a man has more hair than wit.

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

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words...

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words...

Beauty is a bit of a bore.

Beauty is a bit of a bore.

If a woman has to choose between catching a fly ball and saving an infant's...

If a woman has to choose between catching a fly ball and saving an infant's...