Quote by William Shakespeare
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every ma

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one. – William Shakespeare

Other quotes by William Shakespeare

Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance, revel the night, rob, murder, and commit the oldest sins the newest kind of ways? – William Shakespeare

Category:
Delinquency
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Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives. – William Shakespeare

Category:
Men
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These earthly godfathers of Heavens lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are. – William Shakespeare

Category:
Astronomy
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Other Quotes from
sad
category

There is the glamour side of it, which allows you to meet great variety of people with whom you simply can have a good time, but theres also the sad side of it that drags you into a superficial and artificial world. – Karolina Kurkova

Category:
sad

My mother and father were very strange people. They tried to be funny which is always very sad to me. – Jonathan Winters

Category:
sad

The closing of a door can bring blessed privacy and comfort – the opening, terror. Conversely, the closing of a door can be a sad and final thing – the opening a wonderfully joyous moment. – Andy Rooney

Category:
sad

Were sad about some of the losses of members of great seniority and distinction in the Congress, and some very new members, who will no longer be serving with us. – Nancy Pelosi

Category:
sad

Random Quotes

It is what we know already that often prevents us from learning. – Claude Bernard

Category:
Learning

Courage is always rewarded. – Kenny Loggins

Category:
Courage

She is like a revolving light-house—pitch darkness alternating with a dazzling brilliancy. – Henry James, “Washington Square,” 1880 [Doctor Sloper. —tεᖇ&#55

Category:
Lighthouses

Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place, (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close, and hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven, cries out, Where is it? – Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Category:
Atheism