William Shakespeare

'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.

— William Shakespeare

I stalk about her door, like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for waftage.

— William Shakespeare

They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat us hungerly, and when they are full, They belch us

— William Shakespeare

No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.

— William Shakespeare

Give me a bowl of wine. I have not that alacrity of spirit Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to…

— William Shakespeare

Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.

— William Shakespeare

Laughing faces do not mean that there is absence of sorrow! But it means that they have the ability to deal with…

— William Shakespeare

Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.

— William Shakespeare

Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has; but I am a great eater of…

— William Shakespeare

Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise; But more in Troilus thousand-fold I see Than in…

— William Shakespeare

Nay, had I pow'r, I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on…

— William Shakespeare

We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good; so find we profit…

— William Shakespeare

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises; and oft it hits where hope is coldest, and despair most…

— William Shakespeare

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.

— William Shakespeare

“But then I sigh, with a piece of Scripture Tell them that God bids us to do evil for good; And thus…

— William Shakespeare

Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes,…

— William Shakespeare

I have a soul of lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.

— William Shakespeare

Discharge my followers; let them hence away, From Richard's night to Bolingbrooke's fair day.

— William Shakespeare

Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.

— William Shakespeare

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

— William Shakespeare

How easy it is for the proper-false in woman's waxen hearts to set their forms!

— William Shakespeare

Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass but my madness speaks.

— William Shakespeare

“O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die”

— William Shakespeare

“More flow'rs I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or color it had stol'n from thee.”

— William Shakespeare

For conspiracy, I know not how it tastes, though it be dished For me to try how.

— William Shakespeare

For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...

— William Shakespeare

O curse of marriage that we can call these delicate creatures ours and not their appetites!

— William Shakespeare

“O, it is excellent To have a giant's strenght, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.”

— William Shakespeare

O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on

— William Shakespeare

O, let him pass. He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.

— William Shakespeare

When clouds are seen wise men put on their cloaks; When great leaves fall then winter is at hand.

— William Shakespeare

But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.

— William Shakespeare

“Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds, that shakes not, though they blow perpetually.”

— William Shakespeare

What Time hath scanted men in hair, he hath given them in wit.

— William Shakespeare

Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

— William Shakespeare

Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about There's scarce a bush.

— William Shakespeare

The king hath note of all that they intend, by interception which they dream not of.

— William Shakespeare

There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare

— William Shakespeare

In struggling with misfortunes lies the true proof of virtue.

— William Shakespeare

“I had as lief have the foppery of freedom as the morality of imprisonment.”

— William Shakespeare