William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
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Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
And some condemned for a fault alone.
Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Why, then the world's mine oyster,
Which I with sword will open.
Why, then the world's mine oyster,
Which I with sword will open.
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others.
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail
In monumental mockery.
To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail
In monumental mockery.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
