The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves

Work and sources

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Good wine needs no bush.

William Shakespeare · As You Like It. Epilogue.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

William Shakespeare · Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

William Shakespeare · A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

William Shakespeare · Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 1.