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Just like the home page, the Philosophy  pages on Truth, Falsity (false,falsely), Free-Will, Determinism, Knowledge and Belief, plus some other very important words required for a minimal understanding of the greatest problems Philosophy has investigated. A list of single lines showing how our greatest writers used the terms. Guess the origin of each line?
Shakespeare on Determinism, fate, fated, unavoidable or destiny (Home page) . Note: Determinsim is a much more modern term, the lines below relate as closely as possible to the meaning or synonym  intended. Fate would be close.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven. The fated sky
Gives us free scope; only doth backward pull Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull.
we all would sup together, And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Which promises royal peril.
And even the like precurse of fierce events, As harbingers preceding still the fates And prologue to the omen coming on,
Speak to me. If thou art privy to thy country's fate, Which happily foreknowing may avoid, O, speak!
My fate cries out And makes each petty artire in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.
But, orderly to end where I begun, Our wills and fates do so contrary run  That our devices still are overthrown;
Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves that we are
 Fates, we will know your pleasures. That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time And drawing days out that men stand
For me, I am the mistress of my fate, And with my trespass never will dispense, Till life to death acquit my forced offence.
All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
strength of their illusion Shall draw him on to his confusion. He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes
What need I fear of thee? But yet I'll make assurance double sure, And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live,
not a false turn'd true. PUCK. Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man holding troth,A million fail, confounding oath on oath.
according to Fates and Destinies and such odd sayings, the Sisters Three and such branches of learning, is indeed
but Fate, ordaining he should be a cuckold, held his hand.
That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Over my thigh, and sigh'd and kiss'd; and then Cried, "Cursed fate that gave thee to the Moor!
I have made my way through more impediments Than twenty times your stop. But, O vain boast! Who can control his fate?
O your sweet queen! That the strict Fates had pleas'd you had brought her hither,
This day's black fate on moe days doth depend; This but begins the woe others must end.
Stand fast, good Fate, to his hanging;make the rope of his destiny our cable,
Shakespeare on Free-Will, will.
To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it On my free will. My lord, Mark Antony,
For general sovereignty; and that he will'd me In heedfull'st reservation to bestow them,
He purposeth to Athens; whither, with what haste The weight we must convey with's will permit,
Is Antony or we in fault for this? ENOBARBUS. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason.
That life, a very rebel to my will, May hang no longer on me.
 of her will; and it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accidents and bolts up change,
And dialogued for him what he would say, Asked their own wills, and made their wills obey.
For when we rage, advice is often seen By blunting us to make our wills more keen.
What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose But must be- will's free hours languish for Assured bondage?'
Yet 'tis greater skill In a true hate to pray they have their will: The very devils cannot plague them better.
set it at your will; but for my mistress, I nothing know where she remains, why gone, Nor when she purposes return.
Always obedient to your Grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
Make us pay down for our offence by weight The words of heaven: on whom it will, it will; On whom it will not, so;
For which I must not plead, but that I am At war 'twixt will and will not.
I will not do't. ISABELLA. But can you, if you would? ANGELO. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do.
Time be thine, And thy best graces spend it at thy will! But now, my cousin Hamlet
no soil nor cautel doth besmirch The virtue of his will; but you must fear, His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own;
So to seduce!- won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen.
puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?
Our wills and fates do so contrary run That our devices still are overthrown;
Then honour be but a goal to my will; This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill.
I never kill'd a mouse, nor hurt a fly; I trod upon a worm against my will, But I wept for it.
you must seem to do that fearfully which you commit willingly; to despise profit where you have most gain
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