Quotes from William Shakespeare

A pair of tribunes that have wrecked fair Rome to make coals cheap - a noble memory!

This is the monstruosity in love, lady, that the will is infinite and the execution confined; that the desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit.

I have great comfort from this fellow. Methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him. His complexion is perfect gallows.

Young men's love, then, lies      Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

His injury the gaoler to his pity.

Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity In least speak most, to my capacity.

As his own state and ours, 'tis to be chid—As we rate boys who, being mature in knowledge, Pawn their experience to their present pleasure, And so rebel to judgment.

Much ado about nothing.

A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.

youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.

But in the beaten way of friendship what make you at Elsinore?

Then, were not summer's distillation left A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass, Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft, Nor it nor no remembrance what it was. But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet, Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.

Well, time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let me try.

Iubirea schimb?-n limpezi frumuseÈ›i, tot ce-i m?runt È™i f?r? niciun preÈ›. Ea vede nu cu ochii, ci cu dorul; de-aceea Cupidon luându-È™i zborul, precum un orb, aÈ™a-i inf??iÈ™at... Copil nechibzuit, întraripat. Aripa-i semn c? graba îi da ghes, de-aceea se înÈ™al? atât de des.

To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee. LADY GREY: To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison.

Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault, Assemble all the poor men of your sort; Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears Into the channel, till the lowest stream Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.

There's nothing serious in mortality. All is but toys. Renown and grace is dead. The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.

I have a journey, sir, shortly to go; My master calls me, I must not say no.

I think he would not wish himself anywhere but where he is.

Madman, thou errest. I say, there is no darkness but ignorance, in which thou art more puzzled than the Egyptians in their fog.

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Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool Art thou, to break into this woman's mood, Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!

The crow signs as sweetly as the lark when no one's paying attention to them, and I think that if the nightingale sang during the day while all the geese were cackling, people would think it sounded no better than a wren. So many things are made perfect and as they should be by good timing! But quiet. Look how the moon won't be awakened. It must be sleeping with  [Endymion

But thou art all my art, and dost advance As high as learning my rude ignorance.