Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, where manners ne'er were preached. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I'll forbear; And am fallen out with my more headier will To take the indisposed and sickly fit For the sound man. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O heresy in fair, fit for these days, A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit; All with me's meet that I can fashion fit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nay, we must think men are not gods, Nor of them look for such observancy As fits the bridal. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I crave fit disposition for my wife; Due reference of place, and exhibition; With such accommodation, and besort, As levels with her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Before the curing of a strong disease, Even in the instant of repair and health, The fit is strongest. Evils that take… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love him for his sake; And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This fellow is wise enough to play the fool; And to do that well craves a kind of wit: He must observe… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a feast, Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises; and oft it hits where hope is coldest, and despair most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job. — 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
