William Shakespeare Quotes
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Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
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Thou lump of foul deformity!
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Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.
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What my tongue dares not that my heart shall say
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For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
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I will not trust you, I, Nor longer stay in your curst company. Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray, My legs are longer though, to run away.
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What's done can't be undone.
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No place indeed should murder sanctuarize; Revenge should have no bounds.
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Here comes Monseiur Le Beau. Rosalind: With his mouth full of news. Celia: Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young. Rosalind: Then shall we be news-crammed. Celia: All the better; we shall be the more marketable.
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Nature does require her time of preservation, which perforce, I her frail son amongst my brethren mortal, must give my attendance to.
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And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
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Maids want nothing but husbands, and when they have them, they want everything.
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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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Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
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The end crowns all, And that old common arbitrator, Time, Will one day end it.
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A cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in 't.
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To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.
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Let us be Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon.
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You have witchcraft in your lips
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There is a tide in the affairs of men
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Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
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I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire, But qualify the fire's extreme rage, Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.
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O, Men's vows are women's traitors! All good seeming, By thy revolt, O husband, shall be thought Put on for villainy, not born where't grows, But worn a bait for ladies.
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Away, you mouldy rogue, away!