William Shakespeare Quotes
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The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
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Report of fashions in proud Italy Whose manners still our tardy-apish nation Limps after in base imitation
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Macduff: What three things does drink especially provoke? Porter: Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine.
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Get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee.
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To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.
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O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason !
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Thou whoreson, senseless villain!
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The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.
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Because I cannot flatter and look fair, Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog, Duck with French nods and apish courtesy, I must be held a rancorous enemy.
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The eagle suffers little birds to sing, And is not careful what they mean thereby, Knowing that with the shadow of his wings He can at pleasure stint their melody: Even so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome.
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The earth, that is nature's mother, is her tomb.
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Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.
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Those that do teach young babes Do it with gentle means and easy tasks.
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Live loath'd and long, Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears, You fools of fortune, trencher friends, time flies Cap and knee slaves, vapors, and minute jacks.
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Oh! it offends me to the soul to hear a robust periwig-pated fellow, tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings.
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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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How hard it is to hide the sparks of Nature!
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It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover.
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Silence is the perfectest herault of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much.
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Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
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And what’s he then that says I play the villain?
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The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose, In piteous chase.
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Before, I loved thee as a brother, John, But now, I do respect thee as my soul.
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Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.