A Midsummer Nights Dream 仲夏夜之夢
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE QUOTES
O! I am Fortune's fool.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
You take my life when you take the means whereby I live.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Merchant of Venice
The course of true love never did run smooth.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, A Midsummer Night's Dream
- Cowards die many times before their deaths
- The valiant never taste of death but once.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Julius Caesar
There is no evil angel but Love.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Love's Labour's Lost
- The native hue of resolution
- Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought;
- And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
- With this regard, their currents turn awry,
- And lose the name of action.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Coriolanus
- Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides:
- Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King Lear
Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing?
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
Come, civil night, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
- Now it is the time of night
- That the graves, all gaping wide,
- Every one lets forth his sprite
- In the church-way paths to glide.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, A Midsummer Night's Dream
Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth
O God! that one might read the book of fate.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part II
- Like madness is the glory of this life
- As this pomp shows to a little oil and root.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Life of Timon of Athens
What is the city but the people?
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Coriolanus
- A peace above all earthly dignities,
- A still and quiet conscience.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VIII
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
- Infirmity doth still neglect all office
- Whereto our health is bound; we are not ourselves
- When nature, being oppressed, commands the mind
- To suffer with the body.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King Lear
- Oftentimes excusing of a fault
- Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King John
'Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Richard II
This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune (often the surfeits of our own behaviour) we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars: as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treacherous by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition on the charge of a star!
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King Lear
- O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies
- In the small orb of one particular tear.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, A Lover's Complaint
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain!
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
- Murder’s out of tune,
- And sweet revenge grows harsh.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Othello
- War is no strife
- To the dark house and the detested wife.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, All's Well That Ends Well
- Sable Night, mother of Dread and Fear,
- Upon the world dim darkness doth display,
- And in her vaulty prison stows the Day.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Rape of Lucrece
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Othello
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Othello
- Nought's had, all's spent,
- Where our desire is got without content.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be; for loan oft loses both itself and friend.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
- Time's glory is to calm contending kings,
- To unmask falsehood and bring truth to light,
- To stamp the seal of time in aged things,
- To wake the morn and sentinel the night,
- To wrong the wronger till he render right,
- To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours,
- And smear with dust their glittering golden towers;
- To fill with worm-holes stately monuments,
- To feed oblivion with decay of things,
- To blot old books and alter their contents,
- To pluck the quills from ancient ravens' wings,
- To dry the old oak's sap and cherish springs,
- To spoil antiquities of hammer'd steel,
- And turn the giddy round of Fortune's wheel;
- To show the beldam daughters of her daughter,
- To make the child a man, the man a child,
- To slay the tiger that doth live by slaughter,
- To tame the unicorn and lion wild,
- To mock the subtle in themselves beguiled,
- To cheer the ploughman with increaseful crops,
- And waste huge stones with little water drops.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Rape of Lucrece
They do not love that do not show their love.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Two Gentlemen of Verona
- My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
- And every tongue brings in a several tale,
- And every tale condemns me for a villain.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Richard III
Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Rape of Lucrece
Conscience doth make cowards of us all.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
- Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold?...
- This yellow slave
- Will knit and break religions, bless th’ accursed,
- Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves,
- And give them title, knee and approbation
- With senators on the bench.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Timon of Athens
- For men have marble, women waxen, minds,
- And therefore are they form'd as marble will;
- The weak oppress'd, the impression of strange kinds
- Is form'd in them by force, by fraud, or skill:
- Then call them not the authors of their ill,
- No more than wax shall be accounted evil
- Wherein is stamp'd the semblance of a devil.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Rape of Lucrece
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Troilus and Cressida
- To be, or not to be: that is the question:
- Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
- The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
- Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
- And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
- No more; and by a sleep to say we end
- The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
- That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
- Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
- To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
- For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
- When we have shuffled off this mortal coil.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
Let every man be master of his time.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth
- We are such stuff
- As dreams are made on, and our little life
- Is rounded with a sleep.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Tempest
- Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;
- While night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth
- Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
- That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
- And then is heard no more: it is a tale
- Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
- Signifying nothing.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth