Quotes from William Shakespeare

The trumpet of his own virtues.

Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate,That Time will come and take my love away.This thought is as a death, which cannot chooseBut weep to have that which it fears to lose.

Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbearTo dig the dust enclosed here;Blest be the man that spares these stones,And curst be he that moves my bones.

I wonder men dare trust themselves with men.

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;I had it from my father.

By heaven methinks it were an easy leapTo pluck bright honor from the pale-fac'd moon,Or dive into the bottom of the deep,Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,And pluck up drowned honor by the locks.

A politician… one that would circumvent God.

I'll note you in my book of memory.

She that was ever fair and never proud,Had tongue at will and yet was never loud.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear.

To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke.

With the help of a surgeon, he might yet recover, and prove an ass.

Seems, madam! Nay, it is; I know not "seems."'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,Nor customary suits of solemn black.

As chaste as unsunn'd snow.

A Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy.

To turn and wind a fiery PegasusAnd witch the world with noble horsemanship.

Ay, now am I in Arden; the more fool I: when I was at home, I was in a better place: but travelers must be content.

With foreheads villainous low.

Antony, that revels long o' nights.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

Yet the first bringer of unwelcome newsHath but a losing office, and his tongueSounds ever after as a sullen bell,Remember'd knolling a departing friend.

She speaks poniards, and every word stabs: if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her; she would infect to the north star.

At Christmas I no more desire a roseThan wish a snow in May's newfangled mirth;But like of each thing that in season grows.

Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty;For in my youth I never did applyHot and rebellious liquors in my blood.