William Shakespeare Quotes
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the godsThey kill us for their sport.William Shakespeare
Thou art all the comfort, The Gods will diet me with.William Shakespeare
For they are yet ear - Kissing arguments.William Shakespeare
And 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 Shakespeare
What 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 Shakespeare
Oh, 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 Shakespeare
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.William Shakespeare
He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker, spare him if stronger, spare thyself.William Shakespeare
Double, double toil and trouble Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.William Shakespeare
He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.William Shakespeare
Self - Loving is not so vile a sin, my liege, as self - Neglecting.William Shakespeare
The course of true love never did run smooth.William Shakespeare
To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.William Shakespeare
How poor are they who have not patience What wound did ever heal but by degrees.William Shakespeare
When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.William Shakespeare
This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.William Shakespeare
I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.William Shakespeare
The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just an charitable war.William Shakespeare
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.William Shakespeare
The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just and charitable war.William Shakespeare
The earth has music for those who listen.William Shakespeare
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.William Shakespeare
Good night, good night parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.William Shakespeare
A 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 Shakespeare
I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood.William Shakespeare
Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.William Shakespeare
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.William Shakespeare
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.William Shakespeare
Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.William Shakespeare
The attempt and not the deed Confounds us.William Shakespeare
You cram these words into mine ears against the stomach of my sense.William Shakespeare
But 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 Shakespeare
Cowards 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 Shakespeare
O, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see.William Shakespeare
Alas, poor Yorick I knew him Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy...William Shakespeare
Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.William Shakespeare
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end.William Shakespeare
