William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Turning these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest.
Turning these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest.
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Fear not the future, weep not for the past.
Fear not the future, weep not for the past.
Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.
Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep,
And in his simple show he harbors treason.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep,
And in his simple show he harbors treason.
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under read more
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
For night owls shriek where mounting larks should sing.
For night owls shriek where mounting larks should sing.
