William Shakespeare Quotes

This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen.

What a deformed thief this fashion is.

The seeming truth which cunning times put on to entrap the wisest.

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.

And do as adversaries do in law, strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

We few. We happy few. We band of brothers, for he today That sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother.

Be just, and fear not.

Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast.

I do not set my life at a pin's fee, And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.

He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.

Ambition's debt is paid.

I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes—and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle’s.

Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.

For grief is crowned with consolation.

My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.

That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.

Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age?

Men at sometime are the masters of their fate.

Cold indeed, and labor lost: Then farewell heat, and welcome frost!

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

Manhood is melted into courtesies, valor into compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and trim ones, too.

Equality of two domestic powers Breeds scrupulous faction.

The coward dies a thousand deaths, the valiant, only once!

Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue.

Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly at your service

Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.

Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.

Come, Let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more. Let's mock the midnight bell.

Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

He makes a July's day short as December.

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?

Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.

Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.

Tis safter to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.

Gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, I gain'd my freedom.

Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother: I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth.

Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire, Begin it with weak straws.

Base is the slave that pays.

To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on.

Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings, melts them.

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.

The weakest goes to the wall.

In limited professions there's boundless theft.

Mechanic slaves With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall Uplift us to the view.

When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.

Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.

And, if you love me, as I think you do, let's kiss and part, for we have much to do

Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.