All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!
No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage.
I am falser than vows made in wine.
Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping.
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe.
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.
Time travels in divers paces with divers persons.
Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
One man in his time plays many parts.
Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.
My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.
But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock:
Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags."
Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither. Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
JAQUES: Rosalind is your love's name? ORLANDO: Yes, just. JAQUES: I do not like her name. ORLANDO: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.
I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please, for so fools have.
Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues
are called fools.
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
In thy youth wast as true a lover, As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow
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