William Shakespeare Quotes

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
I love thee, I love but thee With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold And the stars grow old.
Farewell the tranquil mind; farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue!
Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.
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.
I count myself in nothing else so happy As in a soul rememb'ring my good friends.
A friend is one that knows you as you are and understands where you have been, accepts what you have become and still gently allows you to grow.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee to me.
Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.
He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man.
Maids want nothing but husbands, and when they have them, they want everything.
Sweet are the uses of adversity, which, like a toad, though ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in its head.
Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
Love is not love when it is mingled with regards that stand aloof from the entire point.
Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker, spare him; if stronger, spare thyself.
Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides: Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
We that are true lovers run into strange capers.
The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief.
All 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...
The art of our necessities is strange, and can make vile things precious.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Women may fall when there's no strength in men.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.
Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.
If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.
I would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the anciently, stealing, fighting.
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.
I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
On Tuesday last A falcon, now towering in her pride of place, Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed.
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
Mind your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.
There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.
O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem...
Since I was man, Such sheets of fire, such bursts of torrid thunder Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never Remember to have heard.
My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged, For then she never looks upon her lure.
“During times of war it is the responsibility of every citizen to inspire the valiant to engage them in war. One should avoid waiting for invitation. One should always be ready to strive for welfare of others. This is the path of truth itself. ”
Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
A grandma's name is little less in love than is the doting title of a mother.
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying.
Ceremony was but devised at first to set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, recanting goodness, sorry ere 'Tis shown; but where there is true friendship, there needs none.
Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother: I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth.
In a false quarrel there is no true valor.
Young men's love, then, Lies not truly in their hearts, But in their eyes.
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
Farewell, fair cruelty.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
We know what we are, but not what we may be.
You speak an infinite deal of nothing.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.