Be as thou wast wont to be.See as thou wast wont to see.
– William Shakespeare
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- Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok’st; yet grossly fear’stThy death, which is no more. – William Shakespeare
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- Far too much horrific wast of human capacity is disguised as order, predictability, and minimizing uncertainty. – Bill Jensen
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- Seriousness is the very thing wherein consisteth our sincerity. If thou art not serious, thou art not a Christian (279). – Richard Baxter
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- Mist to mist, drops to drops. For water thou art, and unto water shalt thou return. – Kamand Kojouri
- Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?…He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage… – Robert Olmstead
- O, believe, as thou livest, that every sound that is spoken over the round world, which thou oughtest to hear, will vibrate on thine ear! – Ralph Waldo Emerson
- My soule, poore soule thou talkes of things/ Thou knowest not what, my soule hath sliver wings,/ That mounts me up unto the highest heavens. – Thomas Kyd
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- Quoting Shakespeare doesn’t make you an intellectual. It just makes you a fan of Shakespeare. – Kevin N Fair
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- To die, to sleep – To sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there’s the rub,For in this sleep of death what dreams may come… – William Shakespeare
- I would forget it fain,But oh, it presses to my memory,Like damnèd guilty deeds to sinners’ minds. – William Shakespeare