Sin Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 2

Nymph, in thy orisons be all my sins remembered!

— William Shakespeare

I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.

— William Shakespeare

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

— William Shakespeare

Hadst thou no poison mixed, no sharp-ground knife, No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean, But 'banished' to kill me--'banished'?…

— William Shakespeare

Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance, revel the night, rob, murder,…

— William Shakespeare

You cannot make gross sins look clear: To revenge is no valour, but to bear.

— William Shakespeare

Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Some run from brakes of…

— William Shakespeare

Every subject's duty is the King's; but every subject's soul is his own. Therefore, should every soldier in the wars do as…

— William Shakespeare

To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust; But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just.

— William Shakespeare

O comfort-killing night, image of hell, Dim register and notary of shame, Black stage for tragedies and murders fell, Vast sin-concealing chaos,…

— William Shakespeare

Then is it sin to rush into the secret house of death. Ere death dare come to us?

— William Shakespeare

It is great sin to swear unto a sin, But greater sin to keep a sinful oath.

— William Shakespeare

I am a man more sinned against than sinning

— William Shakespeare

Desire of having is the sin of covetousness.

— William Shakespeare

Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.

— William Shakespeare

It is a sin to be a mocker.

— William Shakespeare

Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,

— William Shakespeare

Tis no sin for a man to labor in his vocation.

— William Shakespeare

Sin will pluck on sin.

— William Shakespeare

They may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who, even in pure…

— William Shakespeare

Die for adultery! No: The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly does lecher in my sight

— William Shakespeare

Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels ...

— William Shakespeare

Give me my sin again.

— William Shakespeare

By that sin fell the angels.

— William Shakespeare

The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?

— William Shakespeare