The Most Famous Quotes of William Shakespeare II
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.
What, man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.
For my part, it was Greek to me.
I bear a charmed life.
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood.
Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!
O, had I but followed the arts!
O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
There's not a note of mine that's worth the noting.
There's place and means for every man alive.
'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.
I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
I was adored once too.
In a false quarrel there is no true valor.
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
Let no such man be trusted.
My pride fell with my fortunes.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Now is the winter of our discontent.
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Such as we are made of, such we be.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
The most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is, to let him show himself what he is and steal out of your company.
There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
Exceeds man's might: that dwells with the gods above.
He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
The valiant never taste of death but once.
They say miracles are past.
'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.
Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who hath any honesty in him.
We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!
Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove.
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.
There's many a man has more hair than wit.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
Use every man after his desert, and who should scape whipping?
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
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