232 RESULTS FOR: William Shakespeare
But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture,Tell them that God bids us do good for evil.And thus I clothe my naked villainyWith odd old ends stolen forth of holy writ,And seem I a saint, when most I play the Devil.
William ShakespeareRomeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo Deny thy father, and refuse thy name...
William ShakespeareIt is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
William ShakespeareThis above all to thine own self be true.
William ShakespeareOh, thou hast a damnable iteration, and art indeed able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon me Hal, God forgive thee for it. Before I knew thee Hal, I knew nothing, and now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked.
William ShakespeareBe not afraid of greatness some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
William ShakespeareAll the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages.
William ShakespeareThe fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
William ShakespeareTo business that we love, we rise betime and go to't with delight.
William ShakespeareOur doubts are traitors,And make us lose the good we oft might winBy fearing to attempt.
William ShakespeareTo die, to sleep --To sleep, perchance to dream, ay there's the rub,For in that sleep of death what dreams may comeWhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause there's the respectThat makes calamity of so long life.
William ShakespeareNo legacy is so rich as honesty.
William ShakespeareThe lady doth protest too much, methinks.
William ShakespeareCowards die many times before their deathsThe valiant never taste of death but once.
William ShakespeareAngels and ministers of grace defend us.Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damned,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.
William ShakespeareAs flies to wanton boys, are we to the godsThey kill us for their sport.
William ShakespeareAlas, poor Yorick I knew him Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy...
William ShakespeareHe was my friend, faithful, and just to meBut Brutus says, he was ambitious,And Brutus is an honorable man.He hath brought many captives home to Rome,Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill.Did this in Caesar seem ambitiousWhen the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept.Ambition should me made of sterner stuff,Yet Brutus says, he was ambitiousAnd Brutus is an honorable man.
William ShakespeareO for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
William ShakespeareThere are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
William ShakespeareAge cannot wither her, nor custom staleHer infinite variety other women cloyThe appetites they feed, but she makes hungryWhere most she satisfies.
William ShakespeareThe quality of mercy is not strained It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed- It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.
William ShakespeareFor he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother tomorrow.
William ShakespeareThis fellow's wise enough to play the fool, And to do that well craves a kind of wit.
William ShakespeareThe fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
William ShakespeareTo mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
William ShakespeareSelf-loving is not so vile a sin, my liege, as self-neglecting.
William ShakespeareReputation is an idle and most false imposition oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.
William ShakespeareMen have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
William ShakespeareThou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
William ShakespeareNow join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
William ShakespeareLove is not love that alters when it alteration finds.
William ShakespeareThough I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
William ShakespeareWhat's in a name That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.
William ShakespeareHow like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere
William ShakespeareIf it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly.
William ShakespeareLife's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying Nothing.
William ShakespeareThe Possible's slow fuse is lit By the Imagination.
William ShakespeareThe earth has music for those who listen.
William ShakespeareSweet are the uses of adversity, which, like a toad, though ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in its head.
William ShakespeareSimply the thing I am shall make me live.
William ShakespeareHow far that little candle throws his beams So shines a good deed in a weary world.
William ShakespeareJesters do often prove prophets.
William ShakespeareWhen holy and devout religious men Are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence So sweet is zealous contemplation.
William ShakespeareThoughts are but dreams till their effects be tried.
William ShakespeareWe know what we are, but know not what we may be.
William ShakespeareGood name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls Who steals my purse steals trash 'tis something, nothing 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
William ShakespeareTo wilful men, the injuries that they themselves procure must be their schoolmasters.
William ShakespeareThis above all TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE. And it must follow as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
William ShakespeareLove all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.
William ShakespeareI wish you all the joy you can wish.
William ShakespeareWhat's done can't be undone.
William ShakespeareNiether a borrower nor a lender be.
William ShakespeareThere is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
William ShakespeareThe course of true love never did run smooth.
William ShakespeareTo climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.
William ShakespeareCowards die many times before their deaths The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
William ShakespeareLife is a tale told by an idiot -- full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
William ShakespeareLord, what fools these mortals be
William ShakespeareA wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.
William ShakespeareFree from gross passion or of mirth or anger constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood, garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment, not working with the eye without the ear, and but in purged judgement trusting neither Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.
William ShakespeareConversation should be pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, free without indecency, learned without conceitedness, novel without falsehood.
William ShakespeareBlow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
William ShakespeareAnd since you know you cannot see yourself, so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself, that of yourself which you yet know not of.
William ShakespeareBe great in act, as you have been in thought.
William ShakespeareAssume a virtue, if you have it not.
William ShakespeareFor they are yet ear-kissing arguments.
William ShakespeareAnd thus I clothe my naked villainy With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
William ShakespeareI am not bound to please thee with my answers.
William ShakespeareGod bless thee and put meekness in thy mind, love, charity, obedience, and true duty
William ShakespeareI did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'.
William ShakespeareGive every man thine ear, but few thy voice take each man's censure but reserve thy judgement.
William ShakespeareHis life was gentle and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN
William ShakespeareHe is winding the watch of his wit by and by it will strike.
William ShakespeareGlory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.
William ShakespeareHow poor are they who have not patience What wound did ever heal but by degrees.
William ShakespeareHow use doth breed a habit in a man.
William ShakespeareHe who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker, spare him if stronger, spare thyself.
William ShakespeareI pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.
William ShakespeareI pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve.
William ShakespeareI feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.
William ShakespeareI wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
William ShakespeareIll deeds are doubled with an evil word.
William ShakespeareI dote on his very absence.
William ShakespeareI hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood.
William ShakespeareIn a false quarrel there is no true valour.
William ShakespeareI must be cruel, only to be kind Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
William ShakespeareI wish you well and so I take my leave, I Pray you know me when we meet again.
William ShakespeareIt is not enough to help the feeble up, but to support him after.
William ShakespeareNothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.
William ShakespeareMine honour is my life both grow in one take honour from me and my life is done.
William ShakespeareIn time we hate that which we often fear.
William ShakespeareOur bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners.
William ShakespeareIn peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.
William ShakespeareLady you berefit me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins, And there is such confusion in my powers.
William ShakespeareLike as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end.
William ShakespeareLove looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
William ShakespeareThe peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just an charitable war.
William ShakespeareThe sands are number'd that make up my life.
William ShakespearePity is the virture of the law, and none but tyrants use it cruelly.
William ShakespeareSuspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
William ShakespeareSo may he rest, his faults lie gently on him
William ShakespeareStrong reasons make strong actions.
William ShakespeareOur remedies oft in ourselves do lie.
William ShakespearePraising what is lost makes the remembrance dear.
William ShakespeareSee first that the design is wise and just that ascertained, pursue it resolutely do not for one repulse forego the purpose that you resolved to effect.
William ShakespeareThy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.
William ShakespeareThou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge of thine own cause.
William ShakespeareThou art all the comfort, The Gods will diet me with.
William ShakespeareVirtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.
William ShakespeareThe trust I have is in mine innocence, and therefore am I bold and resolute.
William ShakespeareWe are advertis'd by our loving friends.
William ShakespeareTheir understanding Begins to swell and the approaching tide Will shortly fill the reasonable shores That now lie foul and muddy.
William ShakespeareWe do not keep the outward form of order, where there is deep disorder in the mind.
William ShakespeareThe soul of this man is in his clothes.
William ShakespeareMy salad days, When I was green in judgment.
William ShakespeareFor aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth.
William ShakespeareWhen we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools.
William ShakespeareWhen griping grief the heart doth wound, and doleful dumps the mind opresses, then music, with her silver sound, with speedy help doth lend redress.
William ShakespeareYou cram these words into mine ears against the stomach of my sense.
William ShakespeareWhile thou livest keep a good tongue in thy head.
William ShakespeareYour face is a book, where men may read strange matters.
William ShakespeareSmall to greater matters must give way.
William ShakespeareTrue is it that we have seen better days.
William ShakespeareHereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
William ShakespeareSince Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods Detest my baseness.
William ShakespeareAge cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
William ShakespeareI have Immortal longings in me.
William ShakespeareI met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool.
William ShakespeareThe little foolery that wise men have makes a great show.
William ShakespeareA little more than kin, and less than kind.
William ShakespeareNo, 'tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world.
William ShakespeareHe was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
William ShakespeareSomething is rotten in the state of Denmark.
William ShakespeareBut to my mind, though I am native here And to the manner born, it is a custom More honoured in the breach than the observance.
William ShakespeareThe game is up.
William ShakespeareNeither a borrower nor a lender be For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
William ShakespeareBeware Of entrance to a quarrel but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy rich, not gaudy For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
William ShakespeareI have not slept one wink.
William ShakespeareFrailty, thy name is woman
William ShakespeareWhat a piece of work is a man how noble in reason how infinite in faculty in form and moving how express and admirable in action how like an angel in apprehension how like a god
William ShakespeareBrevity is the soul of wit.
William ShakespeareEvery man has business and desire, Such as it is.
William ShakespeareThe play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
William ShakespeareThe devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape.
William ShakespeareLeave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her.
William ShakespeareBe thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go.
William ShakespeareThough this be madness, yet there is method in 't.
William ShakespeareSo full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
William ShakespeareFor 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petard...
William ShakespeareHamlet Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel Polonius By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed. Hamlet Methinks it is like a weasel. Polonius It is backed like a weasel. Hamlet Or like a whale Polonius Very like a whale.
William ShakespeareTo be, or not to be that is the question Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them To die to sleep No more and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to,--'t is a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep To sleep perchance to dream ay, there's the rub For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of Thus conscience does make cowards of us all And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
William ShakespeareMy words fly up, my thoughts remain below Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
William ShakespeareO, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven It hath the primal eldest curse upon 't, A brother's murder.
William ShakespeareI have heard of your paintings too, well enough God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
William ShakespeareO, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see
William ShakespeareEt tu, Brute
William ShakespeareA hit, a very palpable hit.
William ShakespeareBut, for my own part, it was Greek to me.
William ShakespeareAlas, poor Yorick I knew him, Horatio a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now your gambols, your songs your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar Not one now, to mock your own grinning Quite chap-fallen Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come.
William ShakespeareLet me have men about me that are fat, Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look He thinks too much such men are dangerous.
William ShakespeareCry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war.
William ShakespeareNow cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest
William ShakespeareBeware the ides of March.
William ShakespeareThe rest is silence.
William ShakespeareThe gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea.
William ShakespeareFor Brutus is an honourable man So are they all, all honourable men.
William ShakespeareHow many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown
William ShakespeareIf all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work.
William ShakespeareOnce more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
William ShakespeareThere is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things.
William ShakespeareThere is a tide in the affairs of men Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
William ShakespeareUneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
William ShakespeareHe hath eaten me out of house and home.
William ShakespeareFriends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them The good is oft interred with their bones.
William ShakespeareNothing will come of nothing.
William ShakespearePray you now, forget and forgive.
William ShakespeareAlthough the last, not least.
William ShakespeareThe worst is not So long as we can say, This is the worst.
William Shakespeare'T is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
William ShakespeareLife is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
William ShakespeareOh, that way madness lies let me shun that.
William ShakespeareAnd many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.
William ShakespeareHow sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child
William ShakespeareThis England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
William ShakespeareHe draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
William ShakespeareThey have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps.
William ShakespeareThe gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us.
William ShakespeareA horse a horse my kingdom for a horse
William ShakespeareTrue hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.
William ShakespeareA jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it.
William ShakespeareThis royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,-- This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
William ShakespeareAn honest tale speeds best, being plainly told.
William ShakespeareNow is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that loured upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, Our bruised arms hung up for monuments, Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,-- Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun.
William ShakespeareA man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.
William ShakespeareLay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries, Hold, enough
William ShakespeareTo-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
William ShakespeareOut, damned spot out, I say
William ShakespeareDouble, double toil and trouble Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
William ShakespeareThe attempt and not the deed Confounds us.
William ShakespeareIs this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain
William ShakespeareAnd oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray's In deepest consequence.
William ShakespeareBy the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, Whoever knocks
William ShakespeareYet do I fear thy nature It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
William ShakespeareFriendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues Let every eye negotiate for itself And trust no agent.
William ShakespeareWhat's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine.
William ShakespeareThe law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.
William ShakespeareThey say, best men are moulded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad.
William ShakespeareThe hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.
William ShakespeareSilence is the perfectest herald of joy I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
William ShakespeareI thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I.
William ShakespeareSome rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
William ShakespeareTruth is truth To the end of reckoning.
William ShakespeareHe wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.
William ShakespeareHe that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen, Let him not know 't, and he's not robb'd at all.
William ShakespeareI understand a fury in your words, But not the words.
William ShakespeareI will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at.
William ShakespeareO, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind farewell content Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue O, farewell Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell Othello's occupation's gone
William ShakespeareWhat a deformed thief this fashion is.
William ShakespeareO, beware, my lord, of jealousy It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
William ShakespeareSpeak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words.
William ShakespeareI am not merry but I do beguile The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.
William ShakespeareExcellent wretch Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.
William ShakespeareThis bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
William ShakespeareBut, soft what light through yonder window breaks It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
William Shakespeare'Tis neither here nor there.
William ShakespeareSmall cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
William ShakespeareWhen he is best, he is a little worse than a man and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast.
William ShakespeareMy meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient.
William ShakespeareGood night, good night parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
William ShakespeareO Romeo, Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo
William ShakespeareA plague o' both your houses