William Shakespeare: All the world's a stage

All the world's a stage — William Shakespeare

All the world's a stage
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves. — William Shakespeare
What's in a name? That which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sw — William Shakespeare
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. — William Shakespeare
Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in o — William Shakespeare
They waste life in what are called good resolutions—partial efforts at reformati — Charles Maturin
Life is a thread that someone entangled. — Fernando Pessoa
Ein unnütz Leben ist ein früher Tod. A useless life is an early death. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The truth is that the State is a conspiracy designed not only to exploit, but ab — Leo Tolstoy
Men are seldom more commonplace than on supreme occasions. — Samuel Butler
The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer, The headstones thicken along the — Ella Wheeler Wilcox
But great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever di — Helen Hunt Jackson