Shakespeare Quotes on Ambition
Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings,
Melts them; to ruin his own fortune brings. Shakespeare
Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness!
This is the state of man. To-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hope. To-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honors thick upon him;
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost. William Shakespeare
‘Tis a common proof,
That lowliness is young ambition’s ladder’
Whereto the climbers upwards turns his face;
But when he once attains the utmost round,
He then unto the ladder turns his back,
Look in the clouds, scorning the base degrees
By which he did ascend. William Shakespeare

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