I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise. — 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
O, this life Is nobler than attending for a check, Richer than doing nothing for a robe, Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vanity keeps persons in favor with themselves who are out of favor with all others. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every braggart shall be found an… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It may do good; pride hath no other glass To show itself but pride, for supple knees Feed arrogance and are the… — 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
Why, who cries out on pride that can therein tax any private party? Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that is proud eats up himself; pride in his glass, his trumpet, his chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide. Do not extort thy reasons… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,… — 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
