Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
William ShakespeareAll the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
William ShakespeareThou whoreson zed! Thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of a jakes with him. *all cheer for Shakespearean insults*
William ShakespeareWith mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. And let my liver rather heat with wine, than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
William ShakespeareWhen that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
William ShakespeareWho knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass That every braggart will be found an ass.
William ShakespeareThou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
William ShakespeareO, here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
William ShakespeareWho buys a minute's mirth to wail a week? Or sell eternity to get a toy? For one grape who will the vine destroy?
William ShakespeareTam: What begg’st thou then? fond woman, let me go. Lav: ’Tis present death I beg; and one thing more That womanhood denies my tongue to tell. O! keep me from their worse than killing lust, And tumble me into some loathsome pit, Where never man’s eye may behold my body: Do this, and be a charitable murderer. Tam: So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee: No, let them satisfy their lust on thee. Dem: Away! for thou hast stay’d us here too long. Lav: No grace! no womanhood! Ah, beastly creature, The blot and enemy to our general name. Confusion fall—
William ShakespeareThou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.
William ShakespeareTake heed, dear heart, of this large privilege; The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge.
William ShakespeareHa. "Against my will I am sent to bid you come into dinner." There's a double meaning in that. -Benedick (Much Ado)
William ShakespeareAn arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England.
William ShakespeareManhood is melted into courtesies, valor into compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and trim ones, too.
William Shakespeare...Vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
William ShakespeareO that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world.
William ShakespeareI must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.
William ShakespeareHe capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he speaks holiday, he smells April and May.
William ShakespeareWhat can be happier than for a man, conscious of virtuous acts, and content with liberty, to despise all human affairs?
William ShakespeareNo longer mourn for me when I am dead than you shall hear the surly sullen bell give warning to the world that I am fled from this vile world with vilest worms to dwell: nay, if you read this line, remember not the hand that writ it, for I love you so, that I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, if thinking on me then should make you woe. O! if, I say, you look upon this verse when I perhaps compounded am with clay, do not so much as my poor name rehearse; but let your love even with my life decay; lest the wise world should look into your moan, and mock you with me after I am gone.
William Shakespeare