William Shakespeare Quotes
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I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is.
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Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts.
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But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.
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What a deformed thief this fashion is.
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Women may fall when there's no strength in men.
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Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens to the which our wills are gardeners.
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Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind And makes it fearful and degenerate.
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There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable.
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The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
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I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
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How low am I, thou painted maypole?
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Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise, Three-piled hyperboles, spruce affection, Figures pedantical--these summer flies Have blown me full of maggot ostentation.
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How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
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He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.
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One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.
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O, she misused me past the endurance of a block.
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I doubt not then but innocence shall makeFalse accusation blush, and tyrannyTremble at patience.
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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.
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These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
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She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
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There are many events in the womb of time which will be delivered.
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Exceeds man's might: that dwells with the gods above.
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O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!
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Fools are as like husbands as pilchards are to herrings, the husband's the bigger.