William Shakespeare Quotes
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Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seems to wear one heart, Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal and exercise Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love, Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity; so fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep To take the one the other, by some chance, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends And interjoin their issues.
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Love for thy love , and hand for hand I give.
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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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Benvolio- "By my head, here come the Capulets." Mercutio- "By my heel, I care not.
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But yet, I say, if imputation and strong circumstances, which lead directly to the door of truth, will give you satisfaction, you may have it.
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For there was never yet philosoper That could endure the toothache patiently, However they have writ the style of gods, And made a push at chance and sufferance.
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Speak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words.
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Shall we upon the footing of our land Send fair-play orders, and make compromise, Insinuation, parley, and base truce, To arms invasive?
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Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own
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Oh, that way madness lies; let me shun that.
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Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear
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This blessèd plot, this earth, this realm, this England This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, . . . This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land.
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He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.
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Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me.
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The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
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Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
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Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee.
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Well, every one can master a grief but he that has it.
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To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience, and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation: To this point I stand,-- That both the worlds I give to negligence, Let come what comes; only I'll be reveng'd.
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O, call back yesterday, bid time return
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Time be thine, And thy best graces spend it at thy will.
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I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.
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Every offense is not a hate at first.
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in black ink my love may still shine bright.