By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Should the poor be flattered? No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, and crook the pregnant hinges of the knee where… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They told me I was everything. 'Tis a lie, I am not ague-proof. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No visor does become black villainy so well as soft and tender flattery. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What wouldst thou do, old man? Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak When power to flattery bows? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They do not abuse the king that flatter him. For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; The thing the which is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, But poisoned flattery? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And… — 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
Nay, do not think I flatter. For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I'll read enough When I do see the very book indeed Where all my sins are writ, and that's myself. Give me… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O that men's ears should be To counsel deaf but not to flattery! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Never fear that: if he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betray'd… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have trod a measure, I have flattered a lady, I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves And spend our flatteries to drink those men Upon whose age we void it up… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Take no repulse, whatever she doth say; For 'get you gone,' she doth not mean 'away.' Flatter and praise, commend, extol their… — 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
