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William Shakespeare Quotes Creator → @marat_badykov
“There's small choice in rotten apples.” - The Taming of the Shrew
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“O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
- Romeo -” - Romeo and Juliet
“O my love, my wife!
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.” - Romeo and Juliet
“But, soft! methinks I do digress too much,” - Titus Andronicus
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“There’s a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will” - Hamlet
“Your "if" is the only peacemaker much virtue in "if.”
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“If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!” - Much Ado About Nothing
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“This to hear
Would Desdemona seriously incline:
But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:
Which ever as she could with haste dispatch,
She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse: which I observing,
Took once a pliant hour, and found good means
To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart
That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
Whereof by parcels she had something heard,
But not intentively: I did consent,
And often did beguile her of her tears,
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me,
And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
I should but teach him how to tell my story.
And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake:
She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used:
Here comes the lady let her witness it.” - Othello
“O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven” - Romeo & Juliet
“Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head” - Titus Andronicus
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“Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace!
And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!” - Romeo and Juliet
“The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
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“Be not afraid of greatness.” - Twelfth Night
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“Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
And make me travel forth without my cloak,
To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,
Hiding they brav'ry in their rotten smoke?” - Sonnets
“If love be rough with you, be rough with love
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Give me a case to put my visage in:
A visor for a visor! what care I
What curious eye doth quote deformities?
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.” - Romeo and Juliet
“Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that
Thou hast done to me.
Therefore turn and draw.” - Romeo and Juliet
“Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear. My comfort is that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face. Thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst, and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better.”
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“Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your words' deceit.” - The Comedy of Errors
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“Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it do singe yourself.” - Henry VIII
“Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak.” - As You Like It
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“He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee doth bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.” - The Passionate Pilgrim
“My liege, and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day and time.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief.” - Hamlet
“Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life
Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.” - Romeo and Juliet
“No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison:
We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:
When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,
And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news and we'll talk with them too,
Who loses and who wins who's in, who's out
And take upon's the mystery of things,
As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out,
In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones,
That ebb and flow by the moon.” - King Lear
“There are no faces truer than those that are so washed. How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!” - Much Ado About Nothing
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“What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red.” “My hands are of your colour but I shame to wear a heart so white. A little water clears us of this deed: How easy it is then! Your constancy hath left you unattended.” - Macbeth
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“This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.” - Richard II
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“O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?” - Henry IV, Part 2
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“Twas a clever quibble. Here, a garment for it.” - The Tempest
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