William Shakespeare

England
26 Apr 1564 // 23 Apr 1616
Poet / Playwright

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How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
Hell is empty and all the devils are here
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural
Having nothing, nothing can he lose
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered
False face must hide what the false heart doth know
Expectation is the root of all heartache
Everyone ought to bear patiently the results of his own conduct
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