The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good name in man and woman is the immediate jewel of their souls. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange that sheep's guts could hail souls out of men's bodies? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men’s blood: I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am a true laborer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Accommodated; that is, when a man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man is, being, whereby a' may be thought… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O constancy, be strong upon my side, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Villains, vipers, damn'd without redemption; Dogs, easily won to fawn on any man; Snakes in my heart-blood warm'd, that sing my heart;… — 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
Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do all men kill the things they do not love …… The quality of mercy is not strain'd It droppeth as the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis a blushing shame-faced spirit that mutinies in a man's bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles. It made me once… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But there is no such man; for, brother, men Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief Which they themselves not feel;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Here's flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savoury, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun And with him rises… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What, shall one of us, That struck for the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers--shall we now Contaminate… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I'll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bond in earth, in sea, in sky. The beasts, the fishes, and the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thus play I in one person many people, And none contented: sometimes am I king; Then treasons make me wish myself a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Merciful heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splits the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle; but man,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Don Pedro - (...)'In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.' Benedick - The savage bull may, but if ever the… — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
