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“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.”
― William Shakespeare, As You Like It

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”
― William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”
― William Shakespeare

“When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“You speak an infinite deal of nothing.”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

“Though she be but little, she is fierce!”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

“My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.”
― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

“Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.”
― William Shakespeare

“thus with a kiss I die”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

“Dispute not with her: she is lunatic.”
― William Shakespeare, Richard III

“Listen to many, speak to a few.”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.”
― William Shakespeare, King Henry VI, Part 2

“Et tu, Brute?”
― William Shakespeare , Julius Caesar

“What's past is prologue.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

“And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

“Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.”
― Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak.”
― William Shakespeare, As You Like It

“Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“He always thought of the sea as 'la mar' which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as 'el mar' which is masculine.They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

“Fish," he said softly, aloud, "I'll stay with you until I am dead.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

“He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

“She is kind and very beautiful. But she can be so cruel and it comes so suddenly and such birds that fly, dipping and hunting, with their small sad voices are made too delicately for the sea.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

“my heart has more rooms in it than a whore house”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez