William Shakespeare Quotes

No, no, I am but shadow of myself: You are deceived, my substance is not here.

So distribution should undo excess, and each man have enough.

A man cannot make him laugh - but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine.

The purest treasure mortal times can afford is a spotless reputation.

As in a theatre, the eyes of men, after a well-graced actor leaves the stage, are idly bent on him that enters next.

I am misanthropos, and hate mankind, For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, That I might love thee something.

The dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.

As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown.

He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

In brief, sir, study what you most affect.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.

Then imitate the action of the tiger; stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.

Pain pays the income of each precious thing.

Of chastity, the ornaments are chaste.

And where the offense is, let the great axe fall.

Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

This thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine.

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.

And in the morn and liquid dew of youth, Contagious blastments are are most imminent.

To persevere In obstinate condolement is a course Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.

I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

A thousand kisses buys my heart from me; And pay them at thy leisure, one by one.

All's well if all ends well.

Glory is like a circle in the water, which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, till, by broad spreading, it disperse to naught.

What's gone, and what's past help, Should be past grief.

The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And asleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me must be heard of, say, I taught thee.

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!

Before the curing of a strong disease, Even in the instant of repair and health, The fit is strongest. Evils that take leave, On their departure most of all show evil.

And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge.

Can I go forward when my heart is here?

The fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it.

This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.

Do not for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolved to effect.

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; Take honour from me, and my life is done.

Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love.

It is the disease of not listening...... that I am troubled with.

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done.

All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told.

When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.

It is the witness still of excellency to put a strange face on his own perfection.

How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath?

Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.

My long sickness Of health and living now begins to mend, And nothing brings me all things.

The art of our necessities is strange That can make vile things precious.

A politician... one that would circumvent God.

France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits the tread of a man's foot.

Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.