Thee Quotes
Tremble, thou wretch, That hast within thee undivulged crimes Unwhipped of justice.
Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever!
Thou art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most lov'd, despis'd! Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon.
God mark thee to His grace! Thou was the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. And might I live to see thee married once, I have my wish.
Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough.
In thee thy mother dies, our household's name, My death's revenge, thy youth, and England's fame.
Away, you trifler! Love! I love thee not, I care not for thee, Kate: this is no world To play with mammets and to tilt with lips: We must have bloody noses and cracked crowns.
A noble shalt thou have, and present pay; And liquor likewise will I give to thee, And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood.
Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy: sayest thou that house is dark?
My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate.
Assure thee, if I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it to the last article." --Othello, Act III, Scene iii
Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe.
World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.
Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
Reason thus with life: If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep.
Come, swear it, damn thyself, lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee; therefore be double-damned, swear,--thou art honest.
That, sir, which serves and seeks for gain, And follows but for form, Will pack, when it begins to rain, And leave thee in a storm.
O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, 1710. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms Misguide thy opposers' swords!
If thou art beautiful, and youth and thought endue thee with all truth-be strong;--be worthy of the grace of God.
By definition, though, we are family. And in difficult times-- times like these-- despite our differences, we stand together as family.
