Shakespeare Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““O ill-starred wench! Pale as your smock!”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Shakespeare
“He panted over me, winded by his own absurd lecture. The stench of his alcoholic breath stung my nose. Again I didn’t answer. I… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“If I'd played Mammy, I'd of told Scarlett to stick those green draperies up her white little pooper. Make her own damn man-catching dress.… — Kathryn Stockett Copy Share Image
“Fletch took his wife’s arm. 'We aren’t going to turn anyone out into the cold and dark, are we, Poppy?' She looked up at… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“TARKIN: The wench hath lied! Deceiving, cut-throat girl, Most cunning princess born of Hell’s own heart!” — Ian Doescher Copy Share Image
“I grab at Smitty and he at me, and, for one horrible, deperately embarrassing second we fly into each others arms like Shaggy and… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“And then Micah Bayar swept back his cloak and dropped to his knees, bowing his head, his amulet swinging forward. Fiona glared down at… — Cinda Williams Chima Copy Share Image
“Tall, black-haired, rouged, Kaiser-moustached, he cackled and screamed in weird attitudes, giggling in high soprano, hiding his little black teeth behind an exquisitely gloved… — William Sansom Copy Share Image
“...he was presently rewarded with the sight of the present day disgrace of England. Out of the bathing tent, and into the full sunlight,… — Henry De Vere Stacpoole Copy Share Image
“The class erupted into noisy laughter and, since I was always, and have always been, determined that merriment should never be seen to be… — Stephen Fry 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
It's like saying French shouldn't be taught because you don't understand it because it's new. Shakespeare is just like learning a new, exciting language. — Samuel Barnett Copy Share Image
“This was going to be worse than the time I table danced in the diner in high school!” — Kathy Bryson Copy Share Image
“It was wonderful flirting with him, all the razor-edged literary banter, like Beatrice and Benedick in Much Ado About Nothing. A battle of wit,… — Elizabeth Wein Copy Share Image
The difficulty with poetry is that it doesn't have the life that Shakespeare or Jane Austen have beyond the page. You can't make a… — Simon Schama Copy Share Image
“The composition of Shakespeare is a forest, in which oaks extend in the air, interspersed sometimes with weeds and brambles, and sometimes giving shelting… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
“Nernst was a great admirer of Shakespeare, and it is said that in a conference concerned with naming units after appropriate persons, he proposed… — J.R. Partington Copy Share Image
Juilliard is wonderful in that they don't pick just one way of working. They give you a palette. There is method acting. There is… — Christian Camargo Copy Share Image
I've definitely learned that if you want to have power as a woman in Shakespeare's time, and it's still relevant today, that you have… — Samuel Barnett Copy Share Image
“Who are these people sharing the street with me? What is going on in their worlds, inside their heads? Are they in love? If… — Alison Larkin Copy Share Image
“From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope of the immoderate use Turns to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I can imagine the writers of China, England and France, crippled and unsure of themselves when they feel that the ghosts of Confucius, Mencius,… — F. Sionil Jose Copy Share Image
