Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death
Quote by Shakespeare
But screw your courage to the sticking-place and we'll not fail.
By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
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Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!
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Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
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