William Shakespeare Quotes
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We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely and courageously.
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You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse
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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun.
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Love is begun by time and time qualifies the spark and fire of it.
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Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, could find in my heart to stay here still and turn witch.
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Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, a face without a heart?
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Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.
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Fair Katherine, and most fair, Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms Such as will enter at a lady's ear, And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?
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Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion.
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Say as you think and speak it from your souls.
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The why is plain as way to parish church: He that a fool doth very wisely hit Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Not to seem senseless of the bob; if not, The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd Even by the squand'ring glances of the fool.
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The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!
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When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that.
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Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lies in sweetest bud. All men make faults.
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Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
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Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing; To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
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To some kind of men their graces serve them but as enemies.
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O my good lord, that comfort comes too late, 'Tis like a pardon after execution. That gentle physic, given in time, had cured me; But now I am past all comforts here but prayers.
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Such antics do not amount to a man.
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Sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
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What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since everyone hath every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you. On Helen’s cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new. Speak of the spring and foison of the year; The one doth shadow of your beauty show, The other as your bounty doth appear, And you in every blessèd shape we know. In all external grace you have some part, But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
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Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms Misguide thy opposers' swords!
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Conscience is a thousand swords.
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If thou engrossest all the griefs are thine, Thou robb'st me of a moiety.