William Shakespeare Quotes
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What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood Is there not rain enough in the sweet heaves To wash it white as snow?
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The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.
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Let's all cry peace, freedom, and liberty!
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No reckoning made, but sent to my account with all my imperfections on my head.
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We were not born to sue, but to command.
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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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Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.
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When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy, over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
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The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts.
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And send him many years of sunshine days!
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What wouldst thou do, old man? Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak When power to flattery bows?
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The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape.
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Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.
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The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.
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The whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
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The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
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Go hang yourself, you naughty mocking uncle!
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From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire, and through their play flames Each battle sees the other's umbered face. Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
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A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine.... If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them should be, to forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.
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O world, world! thus is the poor agent despised. O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a-work, and how ill requited! Why should our endeavor be so loved, and the performance so loathed?
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But men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.
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I see, sir, you are liberal in offers. You taught me first to beg, and now methinks You teach me how a beggar should be answered.
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O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!
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O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title, Romeo, Doth thy name! And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself.