O, how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange that sheep's guts could hail souls out of men's bodies? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good name in man and woman is the immediate jewel of their souls. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O faithless coward! O dishonest wretch! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A blind man can't forget the eyesight he lost, show me any beautiful girl. How can her beauty not remind me of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Olivia: What's a drunken man like, fool? Feste: Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman: one draught above heat makes… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
These signs have marked me extraordinary, And all the courses of my life do show I am not in the roll of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Use every man according to his desert and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honor and dignity, the less… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They say, the tongues of dying men Enforce attention, like deep harmony; Where words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain; For… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
ROMEO There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murders in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty How love makes young men thrall and old men… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state of man: today he puts forth The tender leaves of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou ow'st the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Against ill chances men are ever merry, But heaviness foreruns the good event. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
