Hate Quotes by William Shakespeare

Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now.

— William Shakespeare

Hate pollutes the mind.

— William Shakespeare

My only love has sprung from my only hate.

— William Shakespeare

In time we hate that which we often fear.

— William Shakespeare

I hate the murderer, love him murdered.

— William Shakespeare

Every offense is not a hate at first.

— William Shakespeare

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

— William Shakespeare

Besides, our nearness to the King in love Is near the hate of those love not the King.

— William Shakespeare

“Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell and all Montagues.”

— William Shakespeare

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

— William Shakespeare

Oppose not rage while rage is in its force, but give it way a while and let it waste.

— William Shakespeare

“what? drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word as I hate Hell, all Montagues, and thee”

— William Shakespeare

If the masses can love without knowing why, they also hate without much foundation.

— William Shakespeare

“the hate I bear thee can afford no better term then this: thou art a villian.”

— William Shakespeare

Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,

— William Shakespeare

a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to…

— William Shakespeare

“Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: O, but with mine compare…

— William Shakespeare

I am a true laborer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness,…

— William Shakespeare

Do not tell me, for I've heard it all, there is too much to do with hate, but much more to do…

— William Shakespeare

O, let him pass. He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.

— William Shakespeare

Bassanio: Do all men kill all the things they do not love? Shylock: Hates any man the thing he would not kill?…

— William Shakespeare

Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.

— William Shakespeare

Gloucester, we have done deeds of charity, made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, between these swelling wrong-incensed peers.

— William Shakespeare

Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos…

— William Shakespeare

When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won. When I needed people the…

— William Shakespeare

You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead…

— William Shakespeare

“Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the…

— William Shakespeare

“O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Dove-feather'd raven!…

— William Shakespeare

“Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine? O me!…

— William Shakespeare

And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a…

— William Shakespeare

If they love they know not why, they hate upon no better ground, they hate upon no better a ground

— William Shakespeare

I am misanthropos, and hate mankind, For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, That I might love thee something.

— William Shakespeare

The mightier man, the mightier is the thing That makes him honored or begets him hate; For greatest scandal waits on greatest…

— William Shakespeare

I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our…

— William Shakespeare

By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love

— William Shakespeare

“For their love Llies in their purses, and whoso empties them By so much fills their hearts with deadly hate.”

— William Shakespeare

World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.

— William Shakespeare

The love of wicked men converts to fear; That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and…

— William Shakespeare