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Citaten
Kester Freriks
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his
hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an
idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and
it pricks like the thorn.
Frailt, thy name is woman!
I can express no kinder sign of love Than this kiss.
To be or not to be, that 's the question.
We are such stuff As dreams are made on: and our little life Is rounded
with a sleep.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of
in your philosophy.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Though this be madness,/ yet there is method in 't.
If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it.
It is the stars, The stars above us govern our condition.
Get thee a husband, and use him as he uses thee.
I thank God I am not a woman,/ to be touched with so many giddy
offences.
She's beautiful and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to
be won.
Drunk many times a day,/ if not many days entirely drunk.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Ay, every inch a king!
As dead as a door-nail.
When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
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