William Shakespeare Quotes

“What e'er thou art, act well thy part.”

“Is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!”

“You kiss by th' book.”

“You are yoked with a lamb,That carries anger as the flint bears fire;Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank,And straight is cold again.”

“Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.”

“Shall remain! Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you His absolute 'shall'?”

“There is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do nothing but rail.”

“He receives comfort like cold porridge.”

“The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.”

“Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.”

“When thou cam'st first, Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night; and then I loved thee And showed thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.”

“Give to a gracious message An host of tongues, but let ill tidings tell Themselves when they be felt.”

“Shine out fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass.”

“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.”

“Great men may jest with saints; 'tis wit in them; But, in the less foul profanation.”

“For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.”

“With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage.”

“Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please me.”

“Never shame to hear what you have nobly done”

“Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love her ten times more than e'er I did: O, how I long to have some chat with her!”

“Dispute not with her: she is lunatic.”

“She cannot love, nor take no shape nor project or affection, she is so self-endeared”

“What's the news?None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest,Then is doomsday near.”

“Like oneWho having into truth, by telling of it,Made such a sinner of his memory,To credit his own lie.”

“The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.”