William Shakespeare Quotes
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We must not stint Our necessary actions in the fear To cope malicious censurers, which ever, As rav'nous fishes, do a vessel follow That is new-trimmed, but benefit no further Than vainly longing.
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Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
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It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.
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Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
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The Thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentleman; and to be King Stands not within the prospect of belief, No more than to be Cawdor.
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The violence of either grief or joy, their own enactures with themselves destroy.
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If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
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Some men there are love not a gaping pig, some that are mad if they behold a cat, and others when the bagpipe sings I the nose cannot contain their urine.
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Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
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The icy precepts of respect.
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I am a feather for each wind that blows
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Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
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Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.
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Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund
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Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her gallèd eyes, She married. O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
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I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
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When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
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Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor.
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What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.
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Do not banish reason for inequality; but let your reason serve to make the truth appear where it seems hid, and hide the false seems true.
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Now entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe.
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There's daggers in men's smiles.
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In nature's infinite book of secrecy A little I can read.
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I'll not meddle with it; it is a dangerous thing; it makes a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear, but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his neighbor's wife, but it detects him. 'Tis a blushing, shame -faced spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom ; it fills one full of obstacles; it made me once restore a purse of gold that by chance I found; it beggars any man that keeps it; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing; and every man that means to live well endeavors to trust to himself and live without it.