William Shakespeare Quotes (3360 Quotes)

O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
As I not for myself, but for thee will,
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.

Now, God delay our rebellion!

Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days.

If thou canst love a
fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is not worth sunburning,
that never looks in his glass for love of anything he sees there,
let thine eye be thy cook.

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep the more I give to thee The more I have, for both are infinite.

You are abus'd
Beyond the mark of thought, and the high gods,
To do you justice, make their ministers
Of us and those that love you.

I was adored once too.

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

Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John;
But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
From this bare wither'd trunk.

Faith, sir, you need not fear.

Speak it again, and even with the word
This hand, which for thy love did kill thy love,
Shall for thy love kill a far truer love;
To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary.

Look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East.

I hold you as a thing enskyed and sainted.

Peace, peace, for shame, if not for charity!

For I am full of spirit and resolve to meet all perils very constantly.

Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use, and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key; be check'd for silence,
But never tax'd for speech.

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest,For I did dream of money-bags to-night.

Fie, thou dishonest Satan I call thee by the most modest terms for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy sayest thou that house is dark.

I'll hold thee any wager,
When we are both accoutred like young men,
I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two,
And wear my dagger with the braver grace,
And speak between the change of man and boy
With a reed voice; and turn two mincing steps
Into a manly stride; and speak of frays
Like a fine bragging youth; and tell quaint lies,
How honourable ladies sought my love,
Which I denying, they fell sick and died-
I could not do withal.

Good counselors lack no clients.

We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose
To be his purveyor; but he rides well,
And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him
To his home before us.

So shall I, love, and so, I pray, be you.

Thou speakest wiser than thou art ware of.

Sir,
I am about to weep; but, thinking that
We are a queen, or long have dream'd so, certain
The daughter of a king, my drops of tears
I'll turn to sparks of fire.

But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings,
our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this, that you call love, to
be a sect or scion.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

I say, without characters, fame lives long.

Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

No lord of thine, thou haught insulting man,
Nor no man's lord; I have no name, no tide-
No, not that name was given me at the font-
But 'tis usurp'd.

How well he's read, to reason against reading!

Graze on my lips, and if those hills are dry, Stray lower where the pleasant fountains lie

Time and the hour run through the roughest day.

Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, Where death's approach is seen so terrible.

That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.

A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly shot off

All days of glory, joy, and happiness.

Wilt thou love
such a woman?

Pray you now, forget and forgive.

Health, peace, and happiness, to my royal father!

Get thee to a nunnery.

When I am dead, good wench,
Let me be us'd with honour; strew me over
With maiden flowers, that all the world may know
I was a chaste wife to my grave.

Then others for the breath of words respect,
Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect.

I care not, a man can die but once we owe God and death.

My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date But when in thee times furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate.

'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.

I never knew so young a body with so old a head.

What, man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

Love give me strength, and strength will help me through. Goodbye, dear father.