Tears Quotes by William Shakespeare

Venus smiles not in a house of tears.

— William Shakespeare

“Tears shall drown the wind”

— William Shakespeare

Nature's tears are reason's merriment.

— William Shakespeare

Tears water our growth.

— William Shakespeare

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

— William Shakespeare

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.

— William Shakespeare

“How can we aid you with our kindred tears?”

— William Shakespeare

I have a kind soul that would give you thanks. And knows not how to do it but with tears.

— William Shakespeare

The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose, In piteous chase.

— William Shakespeare

Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief.

— William Shakespeare

“There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk.”

— William Shakespeare

Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.

— William Shakespeare

“My drops of tears I'll turn to sparks of fire.”

— William Shakespeare

And all my mother came into mine eyes And gave me up to tears.

— William Shakespeare

My heart is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand.

— William Shakespeare

How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead!

— William Shakespeare

Lords, knights and gentlemen, what I should say My tears gainsay; for every word I speak, Ye see I drink the water…

— William Shakespeare

His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; his love sincere, his thoughts immaculate; his tears pure messengers sent from his heart;…

— William Shakespeare

Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her gallèd eyes, She married. O, most wicked speed,…

— William Shakespeare

Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears Moist it again, and frame some feeling line That may discover such…

— William Shakespeare

Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile, And cry 'content' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks…

— William Shakespeare

Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.

— William Shakespeare

So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep. But they are creul tears. This sorrow's heavenly; it strikes where it doth…

— William Shakespeare

Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears: Look, when I vow, I…

— William Shakespeare

Too much of water hast thou poor Ophelia, and therefore I forbid my tears. But yet it is our trick, let shame…

— William Shakespeare

When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won. When I needed people the…

— William Shakespeare

Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones; Who, though they cannot answer my distress, Yet in some sort they are better…

— William Shakespeare

I am not prone to weeping as our sex commonly are; the want of which vain dew perchance shall dry your pities;…

— William Shakespeare

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears: But yet It is our trick; nature her…

— William Shakespeare

“Albeit unusèd to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. Set you down this; And…

— William Shakespeare

Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to…

— William Shakespeare

Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the…

— William Shakespeare

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

When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow? If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad, Threatening the welkin…

— William Shakespeare

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vexed, a sea…

— William Shakespeare

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me; For now hath time made me his numbering clock: My thoughts are minutes;…

— William Shakespeare

Then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well, Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought, Perplexed…

— William Shakespeare

“But I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like moulten lead.”

— William Shakespeare

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.

— William Shakespeare

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, to drown me in thy sister’s flood of tears.

— William Shakespeare