Faces Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 2

Don't judge a man's conscience by looking at his face cause he may have a bad heart.

— William Shakespeare

Scratching could not make it worse. . . such a face as yours.

— William Shakespeare

A good leg will fall, a straight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curled pate will grow bald,…

— William Shakespeare

All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands are.

— William Shakespeare

So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face' too roughly.

— William Shakespeare

O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.

— William Shakespeare

The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.

— William Shakespeare

Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love. That inward beauty and invisible; Or were I deaf, thy outward parts…

— William Shakespeare

They lie deadly that tell you have good faces.

— William Shakespeare

Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, a face without a heart?

— William Shakespeare

A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald;…

— William Shakespeare

In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.

— William Shakespeare

I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.

— William Shakespeare

Though now this grained face of mine be hid In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, And all the conduits of my blood froze…

— William Shakespeare

I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.

— William Shakespeare

Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him.

— William Shakespeare

It is not night when I do see your face, Therefore I think I am not in the night; Nor doth this…

— William Shakespeare

Thrust your head into the public street, to gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces.

— William Shakespeare

Full many a glorious morn I have seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding…

— William Shakespeare

Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving…

— William Shakespeare

If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would…

— William Shakespeare

You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.

— William Shakespeare

Because I cannot flatter and look fair, Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog, Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,…

— William Shakespeare

I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.

— William Shakespeare

I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking; so full of valor that they smote the air, for breathing in their…

— William Shakespeare