William Shakespeare Quotes
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Thus did I keep my person fresh and new, My presence, like a robe pontifical, Ne'er seen but wondered at, and so my state, Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast.
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Suffer love; a good epithet! I do suffer love, indeed, for I love thee against my will.
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Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.
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Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.
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The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
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The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart. O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
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Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.
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Night's candles have burned out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops." Hope tinged with melancholy - like life.
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Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love
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To persevere In obstinate condolement is a course Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.
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It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass, In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; Sweet lovers love the spring.
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How can tyrants safely govern home, Unless abroad they purchase great alliance.
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This thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine.
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We that are true lovers run into strange capers.
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The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.
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Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long.
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He's a soldier; and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing.
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I am wealthy in my friends.
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After your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.
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If I were a woman I would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased me, complexions that liked me and breaths that I defied not
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There's small choice in rotten apples.
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My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear: That love is merchandised whose rich esteeming The owner's tongue doth publish every where.
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God defend me from that Welsh fairy, Lest he transform me to a piece of cheese!
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I am your wife if you will marry me. If not, I'll die your maid. To be your fellow You may deny me, but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.