William Shakespeare Quotes
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Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
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And thou, all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world! Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once That makes ingrateful man!
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To saucy doubts and fears.
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A lean cheek; which you have not: a blue eye, and sunken; which you have not: an unquestionable spirit; which you have not: a beard neglected; which you have not: — but I pardon you for that; for, simply, your having1 in beard is a younger brother's revenue: — Then your hose should be ungarter'd, your bonnet unhanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation.
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I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porpentine. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O list!
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Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose. For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed.
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He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
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You speak an infinite deal of nothing.
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Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief
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The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n: young boys and girls Are level now with men; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
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So doth the greater glory dim the less: A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by.
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You are an alchemist; make gold of that.
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Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny. It hath been Th' untimely emptying of the happy throne And fall of many kings.
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Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.
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Greatness knows itself.
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Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.
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Bait the hook well. This fish will bite.
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I swear again, I would not be a queen For all the world.
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You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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They told me I was everything. 'Tis a lie, I am not ague-proof.
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And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags."
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Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him.
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Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
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I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends.