#Life Quotes

“You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.”

“Come, Lady, die to live.”

“To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune, Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles, And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep No more; and by a sleep, to say we end The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks That Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub.”

“Even through the hollow eyes of deathI spy life peering.”

“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.”

“O, how full of briers is this working-day world!”

“But earthlier happy is the rose distill'dThan that which withering on the virgin thornGrows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.”

“I have thrust myself into this maze,Haply to wive and thrive as best I may.”

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

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

“Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?”

“The object of Art is to give life a shape.”

“So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.”

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

“Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn.”

“Let life be short, else shame will be too long.”

“O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!”

“The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our own virtues.”

“The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what we fear of death.”

“Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter.”

“He knows what it's like to strut and fret his hour upon the stage and then be heard no more.”

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

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

“By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.”

“Seek happy nights to happy days.W”

“My way of lifeIs fall'n into the sear and yellow leaf.”

“Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.”

“Live how we can, yet die we must.”

“A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story”

“Keep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me.”

“When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won. When I needed people the most, they left me. When I learnt to dry my tears, I found a shoulder to cry on. And when I mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me.”

“Though now this grained face of mine be hidIn sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow,And all the conduits of my blood froze up,Yet hath my night of life some memory,My wasting lamps some fading glimmer left,My dull deaf ears a little use to hear.”

“It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.”

“For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.”

“Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.”

“Thou know'st the first time that we smell the air we wawl and cry. When we are born we cry, that we are come to this great state of fools.”

“To be, or not to be, that is the question.”

“Why, what should be the fear?I do not set my life at a pin's fee.”

“Comfort's in heaven, and we are on the earth”

“So wise so young, they say, do never live long.”

“When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.”

“Why, universal plodding poisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries, As motion and long-during action tires The sinewy vigor of the traveller.”

“All the world's a stage.”

“Life... is a paradise to what we know of death.”

“O, this life Is nobler than attending for a check, Richer than doing nothing for a robe, Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk: Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine Yet keeps his book uncrossed.”

“Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day”

“And a man's life's no more than to say "One."”

“Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.”

“And nothing can we call our own but deathAnd that small model of the barren earthWhich serves as paste and cover to our bones.For God's sake, let us sit upon the groundAnd tell sad stories of the death of kings.”

“Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.”