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“I hate your logic like I hate an empty wine goblet. To”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Sebastian says modestly that though his twin resembled him very much , she was reputed to be beautiful. But more importantly, she had a mind that was just and beautiful. she drowned in salt water, leaving sebastian to drown her memories in the salt water of his tears.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Stay, I prithee tell me what thou think'st of me.
Viola: That you do think you are not what you are.
Olivia: If I think so, I think the same of you.
Viola: Then think you right; I am not what I am.
Olivia: I would you were as I would have you be.
Viola: Would it be better, madam, than I am? I wish it might, for now I am your fool.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me, now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass. So that by my foes, sir I profit in the knowledge of myself, and by my friends, I am abused.”
― William Shakespeare

“If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“O thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be
When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case?
Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow,
That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow?
Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet
Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“She sat like patience on a monument smiling at grief.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Read it you, sirrah.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Fate, show thy force; ourselves we do not owe;
what is decreed must be, and be this so.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“A spirit I am indeed,   But am in that dimension grossly clad   Which from the womb I did participate.   Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,   I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,   And say, ‘Thrice welcome, drownèd Viola.”
― William Shakespeare

“Put up your sword. If this young gentleman
Have done offence, I take the fault on me...”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“In my stars I
am above thee, but be not afraid of greatness; some
are born great, some achieve greatness, and some
have greatness thrust upon 'em a”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“a raven's heart within a dove.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,/ Wherein the...enemy does much.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. Your fate awaits you. Accept it in body and spirit. To get used to the life you'll most likely be leading soon, get rid of your low-class trappings.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“This is the air; that is the glorious sun;
This pearl she gave me, I do feel't and see't;
And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
Yet 'tis not madness.


For though my soul disputes well with my sense,
That this may be some error, but no madness,
Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune
So far exceed all instance, all discourse,
That I am ready to distrust mine eyes
And wrangle with my reason that persuades me
To any other trust but that I am mad
Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so,
She could not sway her house, command her followers,
Take and give back affairs and their dispatch
With such a smooth, discreet and stable bearing
As I perceive she does”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure.
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty;
Youth's a stuff will not endure.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“I'll confine myself no finer than I am: these clothes are good enough to drink in, and so be these boots too;”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Be you his eunuch and your mute I'll be;
When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“I say, there is no darkness
but ignorance; in which thou art more puzzled than
the Egyptians in their fog.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“care is an enemy to life”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“إن تكن الموسيقى غذاء الحب فامضوا في العزف.
أتخموني منها حتى تبلغ التخمة أقصاها
فتتضائل الشهوة وتصير إلى الفناء.
أعيدوا هذا اللحن مرة أخرى. فلقد كانت نهايته خافتة.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“ما الحب : إنه ليس ما سيأتي غدا
إن نعيم الساعة يغري بالسرور الآن
وكل مستقبل غيب لا ثقة به.
والتأجيل طمعا في المزيد لا يورث إلا الخيبة
فتعالي قبليني قبلات حلوة عديدة
فإن الشباب شئ لا يدوم .”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Go off, I discard you.”
― William Shakespeare

“Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.”
― William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

“Sir, I am a true laborer; I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man’s happiness; glad of other men’s good, content with my harm; and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.” (As You Like It, Act 3, Sc. 2.)”
― William Shakespeare, Complete Works of William Shakespeare

“Что любовь? Любви не ждётся;
Тот, кто весел, пусть смеётся;
Завтра — ненадёжный дар.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery.”
― William Shakespeare

“A sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit. How quickly the wrong side may be turned outward!”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night