When a friend askes, there is no to morrow.

When a friend askes, there is no to morrow.

Why will no man confess his faults? Because he continues to
indulge in them; a man cannot tell his read more

Why will no man confess his faults? Because he continues to
indulge in them; a man cannot tell his dream till he wakes.

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.

We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.

We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

When the Foxe preacheth, beware geese.

When the Foxe preacheth, beware geese.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your read more

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your son gone, and he most violent author
Of his own just remove; the people muddied,
Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers
For good Polonius' death, and we have done but greenly
In hugger-mugger to inter him; poor Ophelia
Divided from herself and her fair judgment,
Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts;
Last, and as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in secret come from France,
Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds,
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
With pestilent speeches of his father's death,
Wherein necessity, of matter beggared,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear.

There are many waies to fame.

There are many waies to fame.

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.