“To hell, allegiance! Vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men must learn now with pity to dispense; For policy sits above conscience. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Yet, for I know thou art religious And hast a thing within thee called conscience, With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies Which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Therefore it is most expedient for the wise, if Don Worm (his conscience) find no impediment to the contrary, to be the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience, and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation: To this point I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Conscience is a blushing, shamefaced spirit than mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles. — 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
“Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe: Our strong arms be our… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is slicked o'er with the pale cast… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Besides, they are our outward consciences, And preachers to us all, admonishing That we should drew us fairly for our end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We few. We happy few. We band of brothers, for he today That sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother. — 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
