Quotes from William Shakespeare

A woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not.

One fire burns out another's burning,One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.

I 'gin to be aweary of the sun,And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.

I am Sir Oracle,And when I ope my lips let no dog bark!

Unquiet meals make ill digestions.

For 'tis the sport to have the enginerHoist with his own petar.

Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am boundUpon a wheel of fire, that mine own tearsDo scald like molten lead.

Give you a reason on compulsion! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I.

I come to wive it wealthily in Padua.

He plough'd her, and she cropp'd.

Some men there are love not a gaping pig;Some, that are mad if they behold a cat.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father, and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

This is the nightThat either makes me or fordoes me quite.

His life was gentle, and the elementsSo mix'd in him that Nature might stand upAnd say to all the world, "This was a man!"

I humbly do beseech you of your pardonFor too much loving you.

O! wither'd is the garland of the war,The soldier's pole is fall'n; young boys and girlsAre level now with men; the odds is gone,And there is nothing left remarkableBeneath the visiting moon.

Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence.

When all aloud the wind doth blow,And coughing drowns the parson's saw,And birds sit brooding in the snow,And Marian's nose looks red and raw,When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl.

Why, let the stricken deer go weep,The hart ungalled play;For some must watch, while some must sleep:So runs the world away.

A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience.

I'll break my staff,Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,I'll drown my book.

He hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows.