William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
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.
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
We but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor.
We but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor.
The very rats
Instinctively had quit it.
The very rats
Instinctively had quit it.
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others.
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others.
As wither'd roses yield a late perfume.
As wither'd roses yield a late perfume.
So sweetly she bade me adieu,
I thought that she bade me return.
So sweetly she bade me adieu,
I thought that she bade me return.
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well
used. Exclaim no more against it.
Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well
used. Exclaim no more against it.
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.
