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  • #1
    William Shakespeare
    “To die, - To sleep, - To sleep!
    Perchance to dream: - ay, there's the rub;
    For 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 Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #2
    William Shakespeare
    “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste: And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd.”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #3
    William Shakespeare
    “Words are easy, like the wind; faithful friends are hard to find.”
    William Shakespeare, The Passionate Pilgrim

  • #4
    William Shakespeare
    “Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
    SAMPSON [Aside to Gregory]: Is the law of our side, if I say ay?
    GREGORY [Aside to Sampson]: No.
    SAMPSON: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #5
    William Shakespeare
    “To be, or not to be: that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
    The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
    Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
    And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
    No more; and by a sleep to say we end
    The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
    That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
    To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
    For 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;
    For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
    The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
    The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
    The insolence of office and the spurns
    That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
    When he himself might his quietus make
    With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
    To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
    But that the dread of something after death,
    The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
    No traveller returns, puzzles the will
    And makes us rather bear those ills we have
    Than fly to others that we know not of?
    Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
    And thus the native hue of resolution
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
    And enterprises of great pith and moment
    With this regard their currents turn awry,
    And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
    The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
    Be all my sins remember'd!”
    William Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #6
    William Shakespeare
    “This above all: to thine own self be true,
    And it must follow, as the night the day,
    Thou canst not then be false to any man.”
    William Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #7
    William Shakespeare
    “If music be the food of love, play on;
    Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
    The appetite may sicken, and so die.
    That strain again! it had a dying fall:
    O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
    That breathes upon a bank of violets,
    Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
    'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
    O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
    That, notwithstanding thy capacity
    Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
    Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
    But falls into abatement and low price,
    Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
    That it alone is high fantastical.”
    William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

  • #8
    “People haven't always been there for me but music always has.”
    Taylor Swift

  • #9
    Ludwig van Beethoven
    “Music is ... A higher revelation than all Wisdom & Philosophy”
    Ludwig van Beethoven

  • #10
    “Everybody has that point in their life where you hit a crossroads and you've had a bunch of bad days and there's different ways you can deal with it and the way I dealt with it was I just turned completely to music.”
    Taylor Swift

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night;
    Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die,
    Take him and cut him out in little stars,
    And he will make the face of heaven so fine
    That all the world will be in love with night...”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #12
    William Shakespeare
    “If I profane with my unworthiest hand
    This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
    My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
    To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

    Juliet:
    Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
    Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
    For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
    And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.

    Romeo:
    Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

    Juliet:
    Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

    Romeo:
    O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
    They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

    Juliet:
    Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

    Romeo:
    Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
    Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.

    Juliet:
    Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

    Romeo:
    Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
    Give me my sin again.

    Juliet:
    You kiss by the book.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #13
    William Shakespeare
    “Two households, both alike in dignity,
    In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
    From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
    Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
    From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
    A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
    Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
    Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
    The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
    And the continuance of their parents' rage,
    Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
    Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
    The which if you with patient ears attend,
    What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #14
    William Shakespeare
    “All the world's a stage,
    And all the men and women merely players;
    They have their exits and their entrances;
    And one man in his time plays many parts,
    His acts being seven ages.”
    William Shakespeare, As You Like It

  • #15
    Henry Van Dyke
    “Time is
    Too Slow for those who Wait,
    Too Swift for those who Fear,
    Too Long for those who Grieve,
    Too Short for those who Rejoice;
    But for those who Love,
    Time is not.”
    Henry van Dyke, Music and Other Poems

  • #16
    William Shakespeare
    “Cowards die many times before their deaths;
    The valiant never taste of death but once.
    Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
    It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
    Seeing that death, a necessary end,
    Will come when it will come.”
    William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

  • #17
    William Shakespeare
    “We know what we are, but not what we may be.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #18
    William Shakespeare
    “My only love sprung from my only hate!
    Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
    Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
    That I must love a loathed enemy.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #19
    The earth has its music for those who will listen
    “The earth has its music for those who will listen”
    Reginald Vincent Holmes, Fireside Fancies

  • #20
    William Shakespeare
    “Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove.
    O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wand'ring barque,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”
    William Shakespeare, Great Sonnets

  • #21
    William Shakespeare
    “Our doubts are traitors,
    and make us lose the good we oft might win,
    by fearing to attempt.”
    William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure

  • #22
    William Shakespeare
    “The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.”
    William Shakespeare, King Henry VI, Part 2

  • #23
    William Shakespeare
    “There are no tricks in plain and simple faith.”
    William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

  • #24
    William Shakespeare
    “Now I will believe that there are unicorns...”
    William Shakespeare, The Tempest

  • #25
    “Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn - to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise...”
    Emma Thompson, The Sense and Sensibility Screenplay and Diaries: Bringing Jane Austen's Novel to Film

  • #26
    Tite Kubo
    “What is this "heart"? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?
    ~ulquiorra”
    tite kubo



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