William Shakespeare Quotes
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The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.
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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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The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts.
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Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.
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My prophecy is but half his journey yet, For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds, Must kiss their own feet.
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I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
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Shine out fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass.
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The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
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That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
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For man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.
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For thou hast given me in this beauteous face A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.
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The whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
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Time, whose millioned accidents creep in betwixt vows, and change decrees of kings, tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharpest intents, divert strong minds to the course of altering things.
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Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger
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Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you-trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and as I may say, the whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
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Every cloud engenders not a storm.
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Hate pollutes the mind.
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Listen to many, speak to a few.
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Take pains. Be perfect.
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Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
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What soilders whey-face? The English for so please you. Take thy face hence.
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All his successors gone before him have done 't; and all his ancestors that come after him may.
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There is nothing but roguery to be found in villainous men.
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger.