William Shakespeare Quotes

More fools know Jack Fool than Jack Fool knows.

But she makes hungry Where she most satisfies.

Foul whisperings are abroad

This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs.

The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide itself

Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest.

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.

Of one that lov'd not wisely but too well.

My stars shine darkly over me

Hang there like fruit, my soul, Till the tree die!

Nothing 'gainst Times scythe can make defence.

Ruin has taught me to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.

Short time seems long in sorrow's sharp sustaining.

The extreme parts of time extremely forms all causes to the purpose of his speed.

Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity.

Time be thine, And thy best graces spend it at thy will.

See the minutes, how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.

Old fashions please me best; I am not so nice To change true rules for odd inventions.

Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever!

Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born, To signify thou camest to bite the world.

I can see his pride Peep through each part of him.

No man's pie is freed From his ambitious finger.

Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter!

O you beast! I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron, That you shall think the devil is come from hell.

O faithless coward! O dishonest wretch! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice?

Some report a sea-maid spawn'd him; some that he was begot between two stock-fishes. But it is certain that when he makes water his urine is congealed ice.

A very scurvy fellow.

Thou art a Castilian King urinal!

Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy birth.

My cousin's a fool, and thou art another.

Thou unfit for any place but hell.

I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster!

I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I.

The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea.

Love sees with the heart and not with mind.

Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!

But jealous souls will not be answered so, They are not ever jealous for the cause, But jealous for they're jealous. 'Tis a monster Begot upon itself, born on itself.

There's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand.

. . from this moment The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. And even now, To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done.

Love adds a precious seeing to the eye.

I have a bone to pick with Fate

Honesty is not the best policy - merely the safest

Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund

A rarer spirit never Did steer humanity; but you gods will give us Some faults to make us men.

You are not wood, you are not stones, but men.

Right joyous are we to behold your face, Most worthy brother England; fairly met!

My joy is death- Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, Because I wish'd this world's eternity.

Bring me a constant woman to her husband, One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure, And to that woman, when she has done most, Yet will I add an honour-a great patience.

O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess!

My life, my joy, my food, my ail the world!