Quotes from William Shakespeare

Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.

Blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled, That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.

I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My figured goblets for a dish of wood, My scepter for a palmer's walking staff My subjects for a pair of carved saints and my large kingdom for a little grave.

Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit.

It puzzles the will.

Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe.

This is the very ecstasy of love, Whose violent property fordoes itself And leads the will to desperate undertakings As oft as any passion under heaven That does afflict our natures.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.

Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look; He thinks too much: such men are dangerous

For what says Quinapalus? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service, two dishes, but to one table; that's the end. CLAUDIUS Alas, alas. HAMLET A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. CLAUDIUS What dost thou mean by this? HAMLET Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.

We two alone will sing like birds i' th' cage. When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news, and we'll talk with them too— Who loses and who wins, who's in, who's out— And take upon 's the mystery of things As if we were God's spies.

Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.

Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.

Despair and die. The ghosts

I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;

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

How is it that the clouds still hang on you?

We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely and courageously. Shakespeare, Midsummer Night's Dream. Spoken by Bottom, Act I Sc. 2

I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall—I will do such things— What they are, yet I know not, but they shall be The terrors of the earth!

O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!

There's daggers in men's smiles. The near in blood, The nearer bloody.