But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is held that valor is the chiefest virtue, and most dignifies the haver. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. O that estates, degrees, and offices Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Value dwells not in particular will; It holds his estimate and dignity As well wherein 'tis precious of itself As in the… — 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
Of all complexions the culled sovereignty Do meet, as at a fair, in her fair cheek, Where several worthies make one dignity,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The summer's flow'r is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die' But if that flow'r with base… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This is his uncle's teaching, this Worcester, Malevolent to you In all aspects, Which makes him prune himself and bristle up The… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Two households, both alike in dignity In fair Verona, where we lay our scene From ancient grudge break to new mutiny Where… — 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 Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
