William Shakespeare Quotes

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O! the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us.

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Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love.

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Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back,
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion.

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I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip

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She looks like sleep,
As she would catch a second Antony
In her strong toil of grace.

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Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
I pray for no man but myself:
Grant I may never prove so fond,
To trust man on his oath or bond.

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Two loves I have of comfort and despair,
Which like two spirits do suggest me still:
The better angel is a man right fair,
The worser spirit a woman, coloured ill.

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This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep
That from this golden rigol hath divorced
So many English kings.

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These words are razors to my wounded heart.

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Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain!
Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters:
I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness.

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God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.

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Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears: Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born, In their nativity all truth appears. How can these things in me seem scorn to you, Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?

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I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself,
And falls on the other.

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Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!

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I had rather chop this hand off at a blow,
And with the other fling it at thy face.

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He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.

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It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest forever.

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So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep. But they are creul tears. This sorrow's heavenly; it strikes where it doth love.

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Now good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!

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And of the Cannibals that each other eat,
The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads
Do grow beneath their shoulders.

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This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.

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Conceit, more rich in matter than in words, brags of his substance: they are but beggars who can count their worth.

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There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip,
Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out
At every joint and motive of her body.

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Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness, and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

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I would not be a queen
For all the world.

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Time is like a fashionable host,
That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles,
And farewell goes out sighing.

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Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise,
Three-pil'd hyperboles, spruce affectation,
Figures pedantical.

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Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.

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Edmund the base
Shall top th'legitimate – : I grow, I prosper;
Now, gods, stand up for bastards!

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Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak; Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your words' deceit.

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