William Shakespeare Quotes
For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother tomorrow.
Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest
Nothing will come of nothing.
You cram these words into mine ears against the stomach of my sense.
Cowards die many times before their deaths The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Cowards die many times before their deathsThe valiant never taste of death but once.
Cry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war.
Double, double toil and trouble Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
The earth has music for those who listen.
I pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve.
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
The rest is silence.
Truth is truth To the end of reckoning.
For they are yet ear-kissing arguments.
They say, best men are moulded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad.
Jesters do often prove prophets.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.
The worst is not So long as we can say, This is the worst.
I must be cruel, only to be kind Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
He was my friend, faithful, and just to meBut Brutus says, he was ambitious,And Brutus is an honorable man.He hath brought many captives home to Rome,Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill.Did this in Caesar seem ambitiousWhen the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept.Ambition should me made of sterner stuff,Yet Brutus says, he was ambitiousAnd Brutus is an honorable man.
Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.
This above all to thine own self be true.
He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
The quality of mercy is not strained It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed- It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.
O for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
The attempt and not the deed Confounds us.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
The course of true love was never easy.
Be great in act, as you have been in thought.
I wish you all the joy you can wish.
The devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.
But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.
A horse a horse my kingdom for a horse
I wish you well and so I take my leave, I Pray you know me when we meet again.
Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
O, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see
His life was gentle and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN
Excellent wretch Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.
Be not afraid of greatness some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
Brevity is the soul of wit.