William Shakespeare Quotes
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Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on.
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Would I were in an alehouse in London.
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Friendship is constant in all other things, save in the office and affairs of love.
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Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.
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Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.
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It is the disease of not listening...... that I am troubled with.
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O you beast! I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron, That you shall think the devil is come from hell.
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Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.
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I wish you all the joy that you can wish.
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Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!
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A noble shalt thou have, and present pay; And liquor likewise will I give to thee, And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood.
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Many strokes, though with a little axe, hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.
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Get thee glass eyes, and like a scurvy politician, seem to see the things thou dost not.
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I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'.
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I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.
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Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
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My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells with silence in the tortured soul.
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Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible.
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God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!
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O heaven! were man, But constant, he were perfect.
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Come, Lady, die to live.
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I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
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But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
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For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.