Quotes from William Shakespeare

ROSS You must have patience, madam. LADY MACDUFF He had none: His flight was madness: when our actions do not, Our fears do make us traitors.

Bring me a constant woman to her husband, One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure, And to that woman, when she has done most, Yet will I add an honour-a great patience.

Patience is sottish, and impatience does become a dog that's mad.

I am as poor as Job my lord but not so patient.

And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

I prithee gentle friend, Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passions, sway In this uncivil and unjust extent Against thy peace.

The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

Plenty and peace breed cowards; hardness ever of hardiness is mother.

The wound of peace is surety, Surety secure; but modest doubt is called The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches To th' bottom of the worst.

Nay, had I pow'r, I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth.

Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix, Her ashes new-create another heir As great in admiration as herself.

I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.

Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter.

I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.

Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.

Presume not that I am the thing I was.

In scorn of nature, art gave lifeless life.

I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.

Adversity's sweet milk philosophy.

There are more things in heaven and earth Horatio Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently.

I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.