“Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.”

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

Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

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

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

All that glitters is not gold.

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

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.