Knows Quotes by William Shakespeare

I feel it gone, yet know not when it left.

— William Shakespeare

Let them obey that knows not how to rule.

— William Shakespeare

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.

— William Shakespeare

For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy

— William Shakespeare

Greatness knows itself.

— William Shakespeare

Too much to know is to know naught but fame.

— William Shakespeare

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

— William Shakespeare

I wish you well and so I take my leave, I Pray you know me when we meet again.

— William Shakespeare

You know who you are, but know not who you could be.

— William Shakespeare

But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.

— William Shakespeare

For conspiracy, I know not how it tastes, though it be dished For me to try how.

— William Shakespeare

No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns.

— William Shakespeare

He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen, him not know t, and he's not robbed at all.

— William Shakespeare

Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.

— William Shakespeare

Too much to know is to know nought but fame; And every godfather can give a name.

— William Shakespeare

This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in.

— William Shakespeare

There is none of my uncle's marks upon you; he taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage…

— William Shakespeare

Constant you are, But yet a woman; and for secrecy, No lady closer; for I well believe Thou wilt not utter what…

— William Shakespeare

GLOUCESTER: I do not know that Englishman alive With whom my soul is any jot at odds, More than the infant that…

— William Shakespeare

The thorny point Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show Of smooth civility; yet am I inland bred And know…

— William Shakespeare

Women are angels, wooing: Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing: That she beloved knows naught, that knows not…

— William Shakespeare

Know my name is lost, By treason's tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit; Yet am I noble as the adversary I come to cope.

— William Shakespeare

... the spring, the summer, The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world By their increase, now…

— William Shakespeare

Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the toothache; but a man that were to sleep your sleep, and a hangman to…

— William Shakespeare

The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown…

— William Shakespeare

In sooth I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you; But how I caught…

— William Shakespeare

I love him for his sake; And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a…

— William Shakespeare

Rashly, And praised be rashness for it--let us know, Our indiscretion sometime serves us well When our deep plots do pall, and…

— William Shakespeare

Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion…

— William Shakespeare

Then know, that I have little wealth to lose. A man I am, crossed with adversity; My riches are these poor habiliments,…

— William Shakespeare

I do not know What kind of my obedience I should tender. More than my all is nothing; nor my prayers Are…

— William Shakespeare

This is some fellow, Who having been prais'd for bluntness, doth affect A saucy roughness and constrains the garb Quite from his…

— 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

Milk-livered man, That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs; Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning Thine…

— William Shakespeare

Yet, for I know thou art religious And hast a thing within thee called conscience, With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies Which…

— William Shakespeare

King Henry: But what a point, my lord, your falcon made, And what a pitch she flew above the rest! To see…

— William Shakespeare

Why, friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not: I…

— William Shakespeare

I have a kind soul that would give you thanks. And knows not how to do it but with tears.

— William Shakespeare

I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is.

— William Shakespeare

My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel; I know not where I am nor what I do.

— William Shakespeare