Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Greatness, once fallen out with fortune, must fall out with men too. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn the power of man. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Truly the souls of men are full of dread: Ye cannot reason almost with a man That looks not heavily and full… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Press not a falling man too far; 'tis virtue: His faults lie open to the laws; let them, Not you, correct him. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ingrateful man with liquorish draughts, and morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind that from it all consideration slips. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By a divine instinct, men's minds mistrust ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see the waters swell before a boisterous storm. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The love of wicked men converts to fear; That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Ceremony, show me but thy worth? What is thy soul of adoration? Art thou aught else but place, degree, and form,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As in a theatre, the eyes of men, after a well-graced actor leaves the stage, are idly bent on him that enters… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They say best men are molded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little… — 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
Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born, he that is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. Mercutio: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou has no name to be known by, let us call thee devil…O God, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? Young son, it argues a distemper'd head So soon to bid good morrow to thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born? When at your hands did I deserve this scorn? Is't not enough, is't not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This man, lady, hath robb'd many beasts of their particular additions: he is as valiant as a lion, churlish as the bear,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes, And hold-fast is the only dog. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men should be what they seem; Or those that be not, would they might seem none!. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is an old poor man,. . . . Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man Still to remember wrongs? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits the tread of a man's foot. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men that make Envy and crooked malice nourishment, Dare bite the best. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder. — 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
