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William Shakespeare Quotes on Madness (34 Quotes)

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  • Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • Why this is very midsummer madness.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • If he would despise me, I would forgive him; for if he
    love me to madness, I shall never requite him.
    (William Shakespeare, "")

  • Why, are ye mad, or know ye not in Rome
    How furious and impatient they be,
    And cannot brook competitors in love?
    (William Shakespeare, "")

  • No; that same wicked bastard of Venus, that was begot of
    thought, conceiv'd of spleen, and born of madness; that blind
    rascally boy, that abuses every one's eyes, because his own are
    out- let him be judge how deep I am in love.
    (William Shakespeare, "")

  • O that way madness lies.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • O fool, I shall go mad!
    (William Shakespeare, "")

  • The venom clamours of a jealous womanPoisons more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • False of heart, light of ear, bloody of hand; hog in sloth, fox
    in stealth, wolf in greediness, dog in madness, lion in prey.
    (William Shakespeare, "")

  • If't be so,
    Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd;
    His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
    (William Shakespeare, "")

  • Love is ... a madness most discreet.
    (William Shakespeare)

  • Love is merely madness...
    (William Shakespeare)

  • But they'll nor pinch,
    Fright me with urchin-shows, pitch me i' th' mire,
    Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark
    Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but
    For every trifle are they set upon me;
    Sometime like apes that mow and chatter at me,
    And after bite me; then like hedgehogs which
    Lie tumbling in my barefoot way, and mount
    Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I
    All wound with adders, who with cloven tongues
    Do hiss me into madness.
    (William Shakespeare, "")

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