William Shakespeare Quotes

Happy thou art not for what thou hast not still thou striv'est to get and what thou hast forget'est.

My crown is called content a crown that seldom kings enjoy.

Poor and content is rich and rich enough.

O fortune fortune! all men call thee fickle.

There is a tide in the affairs of men Which taken at the flood leads on to fortune.

Frailty thy name is woman!

Those friends thou hast and their adoption tried grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel.

The ripest fruit first falls.

Foul whisperings are abroad.

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

Some are born great some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon 'em.

Every one can master a grief but he that has it.

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

How use doth breed a habit in a man!

Friends Romans countrymen lend me your ears.

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at I am not what I am.

Help me Cassius or I sink!

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

Every man has his fault and honesty is his.

Ay sir to be honest as this world goes is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.

For Brutus is an honourable man So are they all all honourable men.

The miserable have no medicine but hope.

True hope is swift and flies with swallow's wings Kings it makes Gods and meaner creatures kings.

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it never in the tongue Of him that makes it.

Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look.

Men are April when they woo December when they wed.

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition oft got without merit and lost without deserving.

This was the most unkindest cut of all For when the noble Caesar saw him stab Ingratitude more strong than traitor's arm Quite vanquish'd him then burst his mighty heart.

That he is mad 'tis true 'tis true 'tis pity And pity 'tis 'tis true.

Though this be madness yet there is method in 't.

Be thou as chaste as ice as pure as snow thou shalt not escape calumny.

O God that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should with joy pleas-ance revel and applause transform ourselves into beasts!

Self-love my liege is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.

Alas poor Yorick! I knew him Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest of most excellent fancy.

Sweets with sweets war not joy delights in joy.

A Daniel come to judgment! yea a Daniel! O wise young judge how I do honor thee!

Forbear to judge for we are sinners all.

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

O judgment! thou are fled to brutish beasts And men have lost their reason!

Are you good men and true?

This bond is forfeit And lawfully by this the Jew may claim A pound of flesh.

At little more than kin and less than kind.

Yet do I fear thy nature It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.

We know what we are but know not what we may be.

And seeing ignorance is the curse of God Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.

But for my own part it was Greek to me.

The law hath not been dead though it hath slept.

The first thing we do let's kill all the lawyers.

What's mine is yours and what is yours is mine.