If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit, The one's for use, the other useth it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He is a heavy eater of beef. Me thinks it doth harm to his wit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Great men may jest with saints; 'tis wit in them; But, in the less foul profanation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
[S]ince brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, Which gives men stomach to digest his words With better appetite. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has; but I am a great eater of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Yet writers say, as in the sweetest bud The eating canter dwells, so eating love Inhabits in the finest wits of all. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit; How quickly the wrong side may be turned outward! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a man's good wit seconded with the forward child understanding, it strikes a man… — 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
My liege, and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men’s blood: I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it… — 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