There is a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will.
William Shakespeare
English
About William Shakespeare
English playwright and poet whose plays include Hamlet, Macbeth and Romeo and Juliet, and who also wrote the long narrative poem Venus and Adonis.
Quotes by William Shakespeare
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
The lunatic, the lover and the poet are of imagination all compact.
There is no art to find the mind's construction in the face.
There's a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will.
Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds / Admit impediments.
She loved me for the dangers I had passed, / And I loved her that she did pity them.
When my love swears that she is made of truth / I do believe her, though I know she lies
Being your slave, what should I do but tend / Upon the hours and times of your desire?
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore / So do our minutes hasten to their end
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! / It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night.
That time of year thou mayst in me behold / When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state
But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? / Thou art more lovely and more temperate
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.