Hours Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 2

There should be hours for necessities, not for delights; times to repair our nature with comforting repose, and not for us to…

— William Shakespeare

And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence.

— William Shakespeare

A merry heart goes all the way, - A sad one tires inan hour.

— William Shakespeare

We strut and fret our hour upon the stage and then are no more.

— William Shakespeare

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

— William Shakespeare

What, keep a week away? Seven days and nights, Eightscore-eight hours, and lovers' absent hours More tedious than the dial eightscore times!…

— William Shakespeare

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And…

— William Shakespeare

Ay me! sad hours seem long.

— William Shakespeare

Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should…

— William Shakespeare

Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious…

— William Shakespeare

Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.

— William Shakespeare

Unless hours were cups of sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses, and…

— William Shakespeare

On your eyelids crown the god of sleep, Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness, Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep As…

— William Shakespeare

Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.

— William Shakespeare

Now stand you on the top of happy hours, And many maiden gardens yet unset, With virtuous wish would bear you living…

— William Shakespeare

Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.

— William Shakespeare

Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seems to wear one heart, Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal and exercise Are still…

— William Shakespeare

Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night.

— William Shakespeare

Were it good To set the exact wealth of all our states All at one cast? to set so rich a main…

— William Shakespeare

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no…

— William Shakespeare

Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time…

— William Shakespeare

And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe. And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby…

— William Shakespeare

But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of…

— William Shakespeare

At this hour Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.

— William Shakespeare

Preferred three hours quicker over one moment late.

— William Shakespeare