William Shakespeare Quotes
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Taste your legs, sire: put them into motion.
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Not an angel of the air, Bird melodious or bird fair, Be absent hence!
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I swear again, I would not be a queen For all the world.
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A politician... one that would circumvent God.
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A young man married is a man that's marred.
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Were't not for laughing, I should pity him.
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Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
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You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave.
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Your face is a book, where men may read strange matters.
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Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
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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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Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him.
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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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To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
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Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world.
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He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
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Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania
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You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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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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O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!
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Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor stands in worse case of woe
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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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To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if tou art mov'd, thou runst away. (To be angry is to move, to be brave is to stand still. Therefore, if you're angry, you'll run away.)
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Either our history shall with full mouth Speak freely of our acts, or else our grave, Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless mouth, Not worshipped with a waxen epitaph.