William Shakespeare

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.

— William Shakespeare

Poor wretches that depend On greatness' favor, dream as I have done; Wake, and find nothing.

— William Shakespeare

But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.

— William Shakespeare

Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.

— William Shakespeare

Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.

— William Shakespeare

I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.

— William Shakespeare

He is a heavy eater of beef. Me thinks it doth harm to his wit.

— William Shakespeare

Charity itself fulfills the law. And who can sever love from charity?

— William Shakespeare

“She speaks much of her father; says she hears There’s tricks i’ the world; and hems, and beats her heart; Spurns enviously…

— William Shakespeare

And thus I clothe my naked villainy With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ; And seem a saint, when most…

— William Shakespeare

Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.

— William Shakespeare

“That paragons description and wild fame, One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, And in the essential vesture of creation Does…

— William Shakespeare

“And as he plucked his cursed steel away, Mark how the blood of Caesar followed it, As rushing out of doors, to…

— William Shakespeare

My free drift Halts not particularly, but moves itself In a wide sea of wax; no levelled malice Infects one comma in…

— William Shakespeare

Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow, And pluck nights from me, but not lend a morrow; Thou canst help time…

— William Shakespeare

If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not As to thy friends; for when did friendship take A breed for barren…

— William Shakespeare

Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile; Filths savour but themselves.

— William Shakespeare

Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

— William Shakespeare

O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!

— William Shakespeare

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

— William Shakespeare

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

— William Shakespeare

“Oh what man may hide inside, tho angel on the outward side.”

— William Shakespeare

Weed your better judgments of all opinion that grows rank in them.

— William Shakespeare

I hold him but a fool that will endanger His body for a girl that loves him not.

— William Shakespeare

The plants look up to heaven, from whence they have their nourishment.

— William Shakespeare

I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness and the bettering of my mind.

— William Shakespeare

Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.

— William Shakespeare

“O my love, my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.”

— William Shakespeare

Thieves for their robbery have authority When judges steal themselves.

— William Shakespeare

O that a man might know The end of this day's business ere it come!

— William Shakespeare

Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.

— William Shakespeare

Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it.

— William Shakespeare

“I charge thee, fling away ambition. By that sin fell the angels.”

— William Shakespeare

Men's eyes were made to look, let them gaze, I will budge for no man's pleasure.

— William Shakespeare

Let us not burden our remembrances with a heaviness that's gone.

— William Shakespeare

Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night?

— William Shakespeare

Against ill chances men are ever merry, But heaviness foreruns the good event.

— William Shakespeare

So doth the greater glory dim the less: A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by.

— William Shakespeare

To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth

— William Shakespeare

“Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you might fail of the knowing me: it is a wise father that knows his…

— William Shakespeare