This fault in us I find, The error of our eye directs our mind: What error leads must err; O, then conclude Minds sway’d by eyes are full of turpitude. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)

This fault in us I find, The error of our eye directs our mind: What error leads must err; O, then conclude Minds sway’d by eyes are full of turpitude. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
By Jove, I will not speak a word: There is between my will and all offences A guard of patience. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Whiles others fish with craft for great opinion, I with great truth catch mere simplicity; Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns, With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Time, force, and death, Do to this body what extremes you can; But the strong base and building of my love Is as the very centre of the earth, Drawing all things to it. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Nature, what things there are Most abject in regard, and dear in use! What things again most dear in the esteem, And poor in worth! William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Who shall be true to us, When we are so unsecret to ourselves? William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
He will be the physician that should be the patient. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
The amity that wisdom knits not, folly may easily untie. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Even so Doth valour’s show and valour’s worth divide In storms of fortune. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)