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William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
[source](https://www.biography.com/people/william-shakespeare-9480323)

# QUOTES
* All that glitters is not gold
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* Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
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* By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, Whoever knocks!
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* Brevity is the soul of wit.
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* Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
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* Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
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* Now is the winter of our discontent.
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* These violent delights have violent ends...
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* Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
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* Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
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* The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
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* It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
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* There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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* First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
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* To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
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* If music be the food of love, play on.
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* There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
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* The course of true love never did run smooth.
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* What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
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* We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
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* Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air.
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* Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
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* Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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* The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
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* Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Life ... is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
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* But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
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