Wonder Quotes by William Shakespeare

You are made Rather to wonder at the things you hear Than to work any.

— William Shakespeare

I wonder that you will still be talking. Nobody marks you.

— William Shakespeare

I wonder men dare trust themselves with men.

— William Shakespeare

I like your silence, it the moreshows off Your wonder.

— William Shakespeare

Stones have been known to move and trees to speak.

— William Shakespeare

By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at.

— William Shakespeare

Be collected. No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart There's no harm done.

— William Shakespeare

Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix, Her ashes new-create another…

— William Shakespeare

O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!

— William Shakespeare

Thus did I keep my person fresh and new, My presence, like a robe pontifical, Ne'er seen but wondered at, and so…

— William Shakespeare

Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet…

— William Shakespeare

Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any…

— William Shakespeare

Treason and murder ever kept together, As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose, Working so grossly in a natural cause That admiration…

— William Shakespeare

For we, which now behold these present days, Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.

— William Shakespeare

“I like your silence, it the more shows off your wonder.”

— William Shakespeare

The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits.

— William Shakespeare

The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots and wonders At out quaint spirits.

— William Shakespeare

I rather would entreat thy company; To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out…

— 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