A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Id challenge you to a battle of wits but I see you are unarmed — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Then imitate the action of the tiger; stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am asham'd that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There live not three good men unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and grows old. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and full of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now all the youth of England are on fire, And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies; Now thrive the armorers, and honor's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O God of battles, steel my soldier's hearts. Possess them not with fear. Take from them now The sense of reckoning ere… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shall we upon the footing of our land Send fair-play orders, and make compromise, Insinuation, parley, and base truce, To arms invasive? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for the king who led them to it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But man, proud man, Dress'd in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd— His glassy essence—like an angry… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But yet let me lament With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts That thou my brother, my competitor In top… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Though in the trade of war I have slain men, Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience To do… — 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
Withal I did infer your lineaments, Being the right idea of your father, Both in your form and nobleness of mind; Laid… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Sometime [Queen Mab] driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Brutus, I do observe you now of late: I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings; How some have been… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us yet: suffer us to famish, and their storehouses crammed with grain; make… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O God of battles! steel my soldiers’ hearts. Possess them not with fear. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I would chalenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Cheerily to sea; the signs of war advance: No king of England, if not king of France — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We go to gain a little patch of ground that hath in it no profit but the name. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come the three corners of the world in arms, and we shall shock them. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him. — 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