“Parting is such sweet sorrow.”

Playwright and poet · 1564 – 1616

English playwright and poet, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language; author of Hamlet and Macbeth.

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Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

All that glitters is not gold.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Brevity is the soul of wit.