William Shakespeare Quotes

Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee.

The cheek Is apter than the tongue to tell an errand.

I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.

Allow not nature more than nature needs.

Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.

The mind of guilt is full of scorpions.

'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.

Charity itself fulfills the law. And who can sever love from charity?

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.

Et tu Brute! (You too, Brutus!)

Adversity makes strange bedfellows.

Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light

Let us not burden our remembrances with a heaviness that's gone.

Contention, like a horse, Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose, And bears down all before him.

How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!

Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake.

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity

Put money in thy purse.

The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, is often left unloved.

A stirring dwarf we do allowance give Before a sleeping giant.

Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.

You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse

O constancy, be strong upon my side, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but a woman's might.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.

I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.

The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.

The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

O that men's ears should be To counsel deaf but not to flattery!

A fool's bolt is soon shot.

And nothing is, but what is not.

I'll have no husband, if you be not he.

Out of her favour, where I am in love.

Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.

O teach me how I should forget to think (1.1.224)

Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come.

Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

Some are born great, others achieve greatness.

The people are the city.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.

Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save general ceremony?

He makes a July's day short as December.

Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.