William Shakespeare Quotes
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Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come.
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The best is yet to come.
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A time, methinks, too short To make a world-without-end bargain in.
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They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.
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And my poor fool is hanged! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, Never, Never, Never, Never! Pray you, undo this button.
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I crave fit disposition for my wife; Due reference of place, and exhibition; With such accommodation, and besort, As levels with her breeding.
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A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
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I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage: but doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.
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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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Love's best habit is a soothing tongue
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Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
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Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. Mercutio: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.
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QUINCE Francis Flute, the bellows-mender. FLUTE Here, Peter Quince. QUINCE Flute, you must take Thisby on you. FLUTE What is Thisby? a wandering knight? QUINCE It is the lady that Pyramus must love. FLUTE Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.
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When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
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Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.
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Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!
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I'll note you in my book of memory.
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I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme. . .
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Flower of this purple dye, Hit with Cupid's archery, Sink in apple of his eye.
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Mean and mighty, rotting Together, have one dust.
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Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, where manners ne'er were preached.
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Some there be that shadows kiss; Such have but a shadow's bliss.
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Thou seest I have more flesh than another man, and therefore more frailty.
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By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.