William Shakespeare Quotes
Dirty days hath September
April June and November
From January up to May
The rain it raineth every day
All the rest have thirty-one
Without a blessed gleam of sun
And if any of them had two-and-thirty
They'd be just as wet and twice as dirty."
"April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
William Shakespeare
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I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit.
William Shakespeare
Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art, A good mouth-filling oath.
William Shakespeare
This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in.
William Shakespeare
Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are!
William Shakespeare
A college of wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my humor. Dost thou think I care for a satire or an epigram?
William Shakespeare
Through the forest have I gone. But Athenian found I none, On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring love. Night and silence.--Who is here? Weeds of Athens he doth wear: This is he, my master said, Despised the Athenian maid; And here the maiden, sleeping sound, On the dank and dirty ground. Pretty soul! she durst not lie Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy. Churl, upon thy eyes I throw All the power this charm doth owe. When thou wakest, let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid: So awake when I am gone; For I must now to Oberon.
William Shakespeare
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.
William Shakespeare
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
William Shakespeare
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on. What cannot be preserved when fortune takes, Patience her injury a mockery makes. The robb'd that smiles steals something for the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
William Shakespeare
A pox o’ your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!
William Shakespeare
I see a woman may be made a fool, If she had not a spirit to resist.
William Shakespeare
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime by action dignified.
William Shakespeare