Top 100 Quotes About William Shakespeare
#2. I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.
William Shakespeare
#6. Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose to the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, and in the calmest and most stillest night, with all appliances and means to boot, deny it to a king?
William Shakespeare
#11. Conscience is a blushing, shamefaced spirit than mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles.
William Shakespeare
#13. That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence.
William Shakespeare
#15. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'
William Shakespeare
#16. The smallest worm will turn being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
William Shakespeare
#17. Return of love, more blest may be the view;
As call it winter, which being full of care,
Makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare.
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William Shakespeare
#19. Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven.
William Shakespeare
#20. Riotous madness,
To be entangled with those mouth-made vows,
Which break themselves in swearing!
William Shakespeare
#25. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.
William Shakespeare
#30. The media love coarse debate because coarse debate drives ratings and ratings generate profits. Unless the TV producer happens to be William Shakespeare, an argument is more interesting than a soliloquy - and there will never be a shortage of people willing to argue on TV.
John Sununu
#31. Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that
Thou hast done to me.
Therefore turn and draw.
William Shakespeare
#32. The mightier man, the mightier is the thing That makes him honored or begets him hate; For greatest scandal waits on greatest state.
William Shakespeare
#33. Oh, William, what pitiable creatures we men are! When we go to church we make the devil angry, when we enjoy ourselves in the inns, we make God angry; we are the unlucky lot stuck between two fires!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#34. His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. He is indeed a horse ...
William Shakespeare
#35. Where the bee sucks, there suck I
In the cow-slip's bell i lie
There I couch when owls do cry
William Shakespeare
#37. Truly the souls of men are full of dread: Ye cannot reason almost with a man That looks not heavily and full of fear.
William Shakespeare
#38. The moon shines bright. In such a night as this. When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees and they did make no noise, in such a night ...
William Shakespeare
#39. For death remembered should be like a mirror,
Who tells us life's but breath, to trust it error.
William Shakespeare
#40. No place indeed should murder sanctuarize; Revenge should have no bounds.
William Shakespeare
#42. May never glorious sun reflex his beams Upon the country where you make abode: But darkness and the gloomy shade of death Environ you, till mischief and despair Drive you to break your necks or hang yourselves!
William Shakespeare
#44. But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly.
William Shakespeare
#46. To persevere
In obstinate condolement is a course
Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.
William Shakespeare
#47. And do as adversaries do in law, strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
William Shakespeare
#48. The great William Shakespeare said, "What's in a name?" He also said, "Call me Billy one more time and I will stab you with this ink quill.
Cuthbert Soup
#49. We are not ourselves When nature, being oppressed, commands the mind To suffer with the body.
William Shakespeare
#50. O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From the world-wearied flesh
William Shakespeare
#51. If it be now, 'tis not to come. If it be not to come, it will be now. If it be not now, yet it will come - the readiness is all.
William Shakespeare
#52. When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that.
William Shakespeare
#53. So may I, blind fortune leading me,
Miss that which one unworthier may attain,
And die with grieving.
William Shakespeare
#54. Be collected.
No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart
There's no harm done.
William Shakespeare
#56. Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,
William Shakespeare
#60. Tis a blushing shame-faced spirit that mutinies in a man's bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles. It made me once restore a purse of gold that (by chance) I found. It beggars any man that keeps it.
William Shakespeare
#62. So excellent a king; that was, to this,
Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother
That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly.
William Shakespeare
#65. Think when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth; For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass:
William Shakespeare
#66. O serpent heart hid with a flowering face!
Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave?
Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!
William Shakespeare
#67. The good thing about Heavy Books (Ex: The Collected Works of William Shakespeare), is that when you're glue-ing something you can use them for weights.
John Arnold
#69. O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out, / Against the wrackful siege of battering days?
William Shakespeare
#70. That which in mean men we entitle patience
Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
William Shakespeare
#71. Yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way:
William Shakespeare
#74. GRATIANO
I have a wife I love. I wish she were in heaven so she could appeal to some power to make this dog Jew change his mind.
NERISSA
It's nice you're offering to sacrifice her behind her back. That wish of yours could start quite an argument back at home.
William Shakespeare
#75. The eagle suffers little birds to sing, And is not careful what they mean thereby, Knowing that with the shadow of his wings He can at pleasure stint their melody: Even so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome.
William Shakespeare
#76. There is more things in heaven and earth...than are dreamt of by your philosophy.
William Shakespeare
#77. Did he so often lodge in open field, In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, To conquer France, his true inheritance?
William Shakespeare
#80. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
William Shakespeare
#81. It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.
William Shakespeare
#83. Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who hath any honesty in him.
William Shakespeare
#84. The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife, No more shall cut his master.
William Shakespeare
#85. That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow, which I then did feel, Needs must I under my transgression bow, Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel ...
William Shakespeare
#88. Music can minister to minds diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with its sweet oblivious antidote, cleanse the full bosom of all perilous stuff that weighs upon the heart.
William Shakespeare
#92. When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation.
William Shakespeare
#96. As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
William Shakespeare
#100. Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
William Shakespeare
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