William Shakespeare Quotes

We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

Thou seest I have more flesh than another man, and therefore more frailty.

O, let him pass. He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.

Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.

For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know.

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.

Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.

Diseased Nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions.

O for a horse with wings!

Princes have but their titles for their glories, An outward honor for an inward toil; And, for unfelt imaginations, They often feel a world of restless cares.

And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.

If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms.

Every why hath a wherefore.

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.

My heart is ever at your service.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

Art made tongue-tied by authority.

Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn

Yield not thy neck To fortunes yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Still ride in triumph over all mischance.

A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story

Every man has his fault, and honesty is his.

Sometimes, less is more.

Omission to do what is necessary Seals a commission to a blank of danger; And danger, like an ague, subtly taints Even then when we sit idly in the sun.

For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved To meet all perils very constantly.

Come not between the dragon and his wrath.

Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.

Hear the meaning within the word.

Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side

Perseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.

Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.

Alas, our frailty is the cause , not we! For, such as we are made of, such we be.

What e'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time.

Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more.

This is the very ecstasy of love.

The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.

Let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind.

Die for adultery! No: The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly does lecher in my sight

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

Speak low, if you speak love.

Better be with the dead, Whom we to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.