William Shakespeare Quotes
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What my tongue dares not that my heart shall say
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Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
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Woe to that land that's governed by a child.
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The ides of March are come. Soothsayer: Ay, Caesar; but not gone.
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I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.
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Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.
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By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
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If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne, And all this day an unaccustomed spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
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Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night?
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I am that merry wanderer of the night.
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For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel: Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all
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What's done can't be undone.
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There is a tide in the affairs of men
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The weakest kind of fruit drops earliest to the ground.
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He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
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Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
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But no perfection is so absolute, That some impurity doth not pollute.
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There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray you, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. There's fennel for you, and columbines: — there 's rue for you; and here's some for me: — we may call it, herb of grace o'Sundays: — you may wear your rue with a difference. — There's a daisy: — I would give you some violets; but they withered all, when my father died: — They say, he made a good end.
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All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy.
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The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl, Advantaging their loan with interest Of ten times double gain of happiness.
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Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.
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Yet, do thy worst, old Time; despite thy wrong, My love shall in my verse ever live young.
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Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
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What made me love thee? let that persuade thee, there's something extraordinary in thee