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
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Either to die the death or to abjure For ever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Know of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Against ill chances men are ever merry, But heaviness foreruns the good event. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason ! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Man, proud man, drest in a little brief authority, most ignorant of what he's most assur d, glassy essence, like an angry… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Look what thy soul holds dear, imagine it To lie that way thou goest, not whence thou com'st. Suppose the singing birds… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The bay-trees in our country are all withered, And meteors fright the fixèd stars of heaven. The pale-faced moon looks bloody on… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well could he ride, and often men would say, "That horse his mettle from his rider takes: Proud of subjection, noble by… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Because I cannot flatter and look fair, Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog, Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But since the affairs of men rests still incertain, Let's reason with the worst that may befall. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A woman impudent and mannish grown Is not more loath'd than an effeminate man. — 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
