It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.
William ShakespeareKeep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me.
William ShakespeareDevoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dreamโFor in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life
William ShakespeareSee how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!
William ShakespeareIf to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor menโs cottages princesโ palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
William Shakespeare