William Shakespeare Quotes
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O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint.
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The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
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More can I bear than you dare execute.
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There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.
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In sooth I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn.
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It easeth some, though none it ever cured, to think their dolour others have endured.
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Sin will pluck on sin.
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Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving.
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Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor
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Presume not that I am the thing I was.
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O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy; What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.
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If [God] send me no husband, for the which blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and evening.
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You are my true and honourable wife; As dear to me as the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart.
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Look how the world's poor people are amazed at apparitions, signs and prodigies!
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So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face' too roughly.
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Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, That things might change or cease; tears his white hair, Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage, Catch in their fury and make nothing of; Strives in his little world of man to outscorn The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch, The lion and the belly-pinched wolf Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, And bids what will take all.
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They were devils incarnate.
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So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
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O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do, not knowing what they do.
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No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.
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What should we speak of When we are old as you? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December? how, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse The freezing hours away?
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Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear
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We were not born to sue, but to command.
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A virtuous and a Christianlike conclusion-- To pray for them that have done scathe to us.