Death Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 7

Where hateful Death put on his ugliest mask.

— William Shakespeare

Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind And makes it fearful and degenerate.

— William Shakespeare

“Wear me as a seal over your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, passion cruel…

— William Shakespeare

My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells with silence…

— William Shakespeare

Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.

— William Shakespeare

In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.

— William Shakespeare

There is a devilish mercy in the judge, if you'll implore it, that will free your life, but fetter you till death.

— William Shakespeare

Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.

— William Shakespeare

“But here must end the story of my life, And happy were I in my timely death Could all my travels warrant…

— William Shakespeare

. . . nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in…

— William Shakespeare

“O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head, as is a winged messenger…

— William Shakespeare

“To die, - To sleep, - To sleep! Perchance to dream: - ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death…

— William Shakespeare

I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so To punish me with this, and this with me, That I must be…

— William Shakespeare

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And…

— William Shakespeare

“By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death: I'll ne'er bear a base…

— William Shakespeare

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But bad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold…

— William Shakespeare

If it be aught toward the general good, Set honor in one eye and death i' th' other, And I will look…

— William Shakespeare

For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.

— William Shakespeare

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.

— William Shakespeare

One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.

— William Shakespeare

Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court.

— William Shakespeare

“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause”

— William Shakespeare

After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst. Nor steel nor poison, malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can…

— William Shakespeare

“Verily, I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perk'd up in…

— William Shakespeare

There is no sure foundation set on blood, No certain life achieved by others' death.

— William Shakespeare

I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.

— William Shakespeare

It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our…

— William Shakespeare

My joy is death- Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, Because I wish'd this world's eternity.

— William Shakespeare

Aand in the end, Having my freedom, boast of nothing else But that I was a journeyman to grief?

— William Shakespeare

When beggars die, there are no comets seen; the heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.

— William Shakespeare

Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl…

— William Shakespeare

“To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?”

— William Shakespeare

“Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair To be death’s conquest and make worms thine heir.”

— William Shakespeare

To move wild laughter in the throat of death? It cannot be; it is impossible: Mirth cannot move a soul in agony.

— William Shakespeare

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror

— William Shakespeare

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

— William Shakespeare

“This world's a city full of straying streets, and death's the market-place where each one meets.”

— William Shakespeare

By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death and let it go which…

— William Shakespeare

If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the…

— William Shakespeare

“Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, And all their ministers attend on him.”

— William Shakespeare