Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; Take honour from me, and my life is done. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Honour travels in a strait so narrow Where one but goes abreast. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. O that estates, degrees, and offices Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it?… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Why, anything; An honourable murderer, if you will; For naught did I in hate, but all in honour.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Experience teacheth us That resolution 's a sole help at need: And this, my lord, our honour teacheth us, That we be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What is honour? A word. What is that word ‘honour’? Air. A trim135 reckoning! Who hath it? He that died o’Wednesday. Doth… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? How then? Can honour set a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If it be honor in your wars to seem The same you are not,--which, for your best ends, You adopt your policy--how… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Bring me a constant woman to her husband, One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure, And to that woman, when… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state of man: today he puts forth The tender leaves of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“My wife comes foremost; then the honour'd mould Wherein this trunk was framed, and in her hand The grandchild to her blood.… — 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
