William Shakespeare Quotes
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Nice customs curtsy to great kings.
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Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance, revel the night, rob, murder, and commit the oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
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Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.
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The world must be peopled!
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My free drift Halts not particularly, but moves itself In a wide sea of wax; no levelled malice Infects one comma in the course I hold, But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.
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But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
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Let still woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner to be lost and warn, Than women's are.
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Perseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.
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Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love And sing them loud even in the dead of night.
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I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.
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The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We are such stuff as dreams are made of.
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Let us, like merchants, show our foulest wares, And think perchance they'll sell; if not, The lustre of the better yet to show Shall show the better.
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If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.
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Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.
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What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
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Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.
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Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.
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My heart laments that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation.
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I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician's, which is fantastical; nor the courtier's, which is proud; not the soldier's which is ambitious; nor the lawyer's, which is politic; nor the lady's, which is nice; nor the lover's, which is all these: but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
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Nothing 'gainst Times scythe can make defence.
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If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
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Or art thou but / A dagger of the mind, a false creation, / Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
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If yon bethink yourself of any crime Unreconcil'd as yet to heaven and grace, Solicit for it straight.
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I love thee, I love thee with a love that shall not die. Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.