A Quote by William Shakespeare

It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue. — © William Shakespeare
It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.
I cannot, nor I will not hold me still; My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
You cannot hold on to anything good. You must be continually giving - and getting. You cannot hold on to your seed. You must sow it - and reap anew. You cannot hold on to riches. You must use them and get other riches in return.
O horror! Horror! Horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee!
A good End cannot sanctify evil Means; nor must we ever do Evil, that Good may come of it.
Hypocrisy is wretched because the hypocrite says with his tongue what is not in his heart. He wrongs his tongue and oppresses his heart. But if the heart is sound, the condition of the tongue follows suit. We are commanded to be upright in speech, which is a gauge of the heart's state.
It is only through letting our heart break that we discover something unexpected: the heart cannot actually break, it can only break open. When we feel both our love for this world and the pain of this world-together, at the same time-the heart breaks out of its shell. To live with an open heart is to experience life full-strength.
A blockhead cannot come in, nor go away, nor sit, nor rise, nor stand, like a man of sense.
When Demaratus was asked whether he held his tongue because he was a fool or for want of words, he replied, "A fool cannot hold his tongue.
The tongue has no bones, but can break a heart.
Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart.
O heart, be at peace, because Nor knave nor dolt can break What's not for their applause, Being for a woman's sake.
Compassion arises naturally as the quivering of the heart in the face of pain, ours and another's. True compassion is not limited by the separateness of pity, nor by the fear of being overwhelmed. When we come to rest in the great heart of compassion, we discover a capacity to bear witness to, suffer with, and hold dear with our own vulnerable heart the sorrows and beauties of the world.
A fool cannot hold his tongue.
No one can take less pains than to hold his tongue. Hear much, and speak little; for the tongue is the instrument of the greatest good and greatest evil that is done in the world.
Genuine harmony must come from the heart. It cannot come from the barrel of a gun.
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.
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