Listen to many, speak to a few.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

Wisely and slow. They stumble than run fast.

Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.

And oftentimes excusting of a fault doth make the fault the worse bye the excuse.

There is a tide in the affairs of men,

Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.

Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries.

On such a full seen are we now on afloat .

And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.

Men's vows are women's trailors!

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.

It is neither good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods

Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.

But I do love thee! And when I love thee not,

Chaos is come again.

He that is thy friend indeed,

He will help thee in thy need:

If thou sorrow, he will weep;

If thou wake, he cannot sleep:

Thus of every grief in heart

He with thee does bear a part.

These are certain signs to know

Faithful friend from flattering foe.

Oldal: 21. Shakespeare inglisül
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