#shakespeare

Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#men

Brutus: Kneel not, gentle Portia. Portia: I should need not, if you were gentle Brutus. Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus, Is it excepted I should know no secrets That appertain to you? Am I yourself But, as it were, in sort or limitation, To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the suburbs Of your good pleasure? If it be no more, Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife. ↗

— William Shakespeare Julius Caesar

#shakespeare #marriage

These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #die

Conscience doth make cowards of us all. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#conscience

Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night, sweet prince; And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest. ↗

— William Shakespeare

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Some are born great, others achieve greatness. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #achievement

All's well if all ends well. ↗

— William Shakespeare

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When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions! ↗

— William Shakespeare

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The game is afoot. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#sherlock-holmes #adventure

Sweet are the uses of adversity Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #adversity