William Shakespeare Quotes
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I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it; knavery cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence.
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All things are ready, if our mind be so.
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The dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.
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May never glorious sun reflex his beams Upon the country where you make abode! But darkness and the gloomy shade of death Environ you till mischief and despair Drive you to break your necks or hang yourselves.
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Now is the winter of our discontent.
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How sometimes nature will betray its folly, Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms!
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This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a foolish extravagant spirit full of forms, figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions, revolutions; these are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion.
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Can it be chat modesty may more betray Our sense than woman's lightness?
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Can it be That modesty may more betray our sense Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough, Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary And pitch our evils there?
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A sad tale's best for winter. I have one of sprites and goblins.
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For who so firm that cannot be seduced?
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Drink down all unkindness.
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I see a man's life is a tedious one.
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'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
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Pardon's the word to all.
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Nymph, in thy orisons be all my sins remembered!
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Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear
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The hideous god of war.
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Very good orators, when they are out, they will spit; and for lovers, lacking--God warn us!--matter, the cleanliest shift is to kiss.
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Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.
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Small things make base men proud.
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"Fair, kind, and true" is all my argument, "Fair, kind, and true" varying to other words; And in this change is my invention spent, Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords.
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Love and meekness, lord, Become a churchman better than ambition: Win straying souls with modesty again, Cast none away.
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I wish you all the joy that you can wish.