William Shakespeare Quotes on Belief & Faith (85 Quotes)

O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i' faith!

I' faith, and thou follow'dst him like a church.

Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold
Thy face hath not the power to make love groan;
To say they err I dare not be so bold,
Although I swear it to myself alone.

Faith, my lord,
I hear of none but the new proclamation
That's clapp'd upon the court gate.

Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock I'll ring it;
I'll try how you can sol-fa, and sing it.

Now, by the faith of my love, I will.

Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according to the trick.

In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.

O hard-believing love, how strange it seems
Not to believe, and yet too credulous!

Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now.

Faith, none for me; except the north-east wind,
Which then blew bitterly against our faces,
Awak'd the sleeping rheum, and so by chance
Did grace our hollow parting with a tear.

I was three or four
times in the thought they were not fairies; and yet the
guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise of my powers,
drove the grossness of the foppery into a receiv'd belief,
in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and reason, that they
were fairies.

Faith, stay here this night; they will
surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us
gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for
the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me,
could find in my heart to stay here still and turn witch.

Faith, I'll lie down and sleep.

Faith, that he did- I know not what he did.

Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old
gentleman's saying.

I may disjoin my hand, but not my faith.

O, let me, true in love, but truly write,
And then, believe me, my love is as fair
As any mother's child, though not so bright
As those gold candles fixed in heaven's air.

Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and
performances are no kin together.

Faith, and I'll send him packing.

I' faith, I love thee.

There are no tricks in plain and simple faith.

Faith, sir, if you had told as many lies in his behalf
as you have uttered words in your own, you should not pass here;
no, though it were as virtuous to lie as to live chastely.

No faith, proud mistress, hope not after it;
'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream,
That can entame my spirits to your worship.

Faith, so they say; but I think it rather consists of
eating and drinking.

Faith, sir, you need not fear.

John, to stop Arthur's tide in the whole,
Hath willingly departed with a part;
And France, whose armour conscience buckled on,
Whom zeal and charity brought to the field
As God's own soldier, rounded in the ear
With that same purpose-changer, that sly devil,
That broker that still breaks the pate of faith,
That daily break-vow, he that wins of all,
Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, maids,
Who having no external thing to lose
But the word 'maid,' cheats the poor maid of that;
That smooth-fac'd gentleman, tickling commodity,
Commodity, the bias of the world-
The world, who of itself is peised well,
Made to run even upon even ground,
Till this advantage, this vile-drawing bias,
This sway of motion, this commodity,
Makes it take head from all indifferency,
From all direction, purpose, course, intent-
And this same bias, this commodity,
This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word,
Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France,
Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid,
From a resolv'd and honourable war,
To a most base and vile-concluded peace.

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.

The devil a Puritan that he is, or anything constantly but a
time-pleaser; an affection'd ass that cons state without book and
utters it by great swarths; the best persuaded of himself, so
cramm'd, as he thinks, with excellencies that it is his grounds
of faith that all that look on him love him; and on that vice in
him will my revenge find notable cause to work.

Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that;
for the defence of a town our general is excellent.

Faith, he tonight hath boarded a land carack;
If it prove lawful prize, he's made forever.

Faith, he is posted hence on serious matter.

Faith, if 'a be not rotten before 'a die (as we have many
pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce hold the laying in, I
will last you some eight year or nine year.

Good faith, how foolish are our minds!

Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.