William Shakespeare Quotes

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Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of our generation you shall find.

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Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.

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O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.

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There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you; and here's some for me; we may call it herb of grace o' Sundays. O! you must wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died. They say he made a good end,— For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

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Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia,
The gods themselves throw incense.

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Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out when Lady the brach may stand by the fire and stink.

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Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.

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Out of my lean and low ability
I'll lend you something.

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All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.

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Chief Justice: God send the prince a better companion!
Falstaff: God send the companion a better prince!

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Delivers in such apt and gracious words that aged ears play truant at his tales; And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

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I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave.

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Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return,
To plague the inventor.

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Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire.

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Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

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Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.

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When devils will the blackest sins put on They do suggest at first with heavenly shows

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A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with light weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.

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And since you know you cannot see yourself, so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself, that of yourself which you yet know not of.

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Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.

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My father had a daughter loved a man,
As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman,
I should your lordship.

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Well said: that was laid on with a trowel.

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Had I but died an hour before this chance I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality, All is but toys; renown and grace is dead, The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.

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I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in fencing, dancing, and bear-baiting. O! had I but followed the arts!

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Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly?

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I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.

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As love is full of unbefitting strains,
All wanton as a child, skipping and vain,
Form'd by the eye and therefore, like the eye,
Full of strange shapes, of habits and of forms,
Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll
To every varied object in his glance

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A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And munched, and munched, and munched: 'Give me,' quoth I:
'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed runnion cries.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.

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Men's judgments are
A parcel of their fortunes, and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them,
To suffer all alike.

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You told a lie, an odious damned lie; Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.

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