Stills Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 3

Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.

— William Shakespeare

But since the affairs of men rests still incertain, Let's reason with the worst that may befall.

— William Shakespeare

Still constant is a wondrous excellence.

— William Shakespeare

Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, the battles, sieges,…

— William Shakespeare

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done.

— William Shakespeare

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your…

— William Shakespeare

Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man…

— William Shakespeare

A woman that is like a German clock, Still a-repairing, ever out of frame, And never going aright, being a watch, But…

— William Shakespeare

Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest.

— 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

It is the witness still of excellency to put a strange face on his own perfection.

— William Shakespeare

Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter.

— William Shakespeare

All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown. Whate'er the course, the end is the renown.

— William Shakespeare

My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the…

— William Shakespeare

in black ink my love may still shine bright.

— William Shakespeare

Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos…

— William Shakespeare

What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff…

— William Shakespeare

Let fancy still in my sense in Lethe steep; If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!

— William Shakespeare

She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pinned in…

— William Shakespeare

An earnest conjuration from the King, As England was his faithful tributary, As love between them like the palm might flourish, As…

— William Shakespeare

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your…

— William Shakespeare