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“How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
Iago” - Othello
“O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! ”
“Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive
If you will lead these graces to the grave
And leave the world no copy.” - Twelfth Night
“I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it knavery cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence.” - Much Ado About Nothing
Читать полностью…“In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
-Sonnet 73” - Sonnets
“Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken."
(Sonnet 116)” - Sonnets
“This thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.” - The Tempest
“I wasted time, and now doth time waste me
For now hath time made me his numb'ring clock
My thoughts are minutes, and with sighs they jar
Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,
Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.” - Richard II
“He jests at scars that never felt a wound.” - Romeo and Juliet
Читать полностью…“Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. Juliet! ...O my love! my wife!
Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquered beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favor can I do to thee, Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain To sunder his that was thine enemy? Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe That unsubstantial death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that, I still will stay with thee And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids...Eyes, look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death... Here's to my love!...Thus with a kiss I die.”
“A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)”
Читать полностью…“I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a sieve: give not me counsel
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear
But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine:
... for, brother, men
Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief Which they themselves not feel but, tasting it,
Their counsel turns to passion, which before
Would give preceptial medicine to rage,
Fetter strong madness in a silken thread,
Charm ache with air and agony with words.
No, no 'tis all men's office to speak patience
To those that wring under the load of sorrow,
But no man's virtue nor sufficiency
To be so moral when he shall endure
The like himself. Therefore give me no counsel:
My griefs cry louder than advertisement.” - Much Ado About Nothing
“In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue and white
Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,
Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee
Fairies use flower for their charactery.”
“For death remembered should be like a mirror,
Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.” - Pericles
“And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.” - Othello
Читать полностью…“If music be the food of love, play on
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.” - Twelfth Night
“Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.” - King Lear
Читать полностью…“How low am I, thou painted maypole?
(Hermia to Helena)” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
“My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.” - As You Like It
Читать полностью…“To die, is to be banish'd from myself
And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her,
Is self from self: a deadly banishment!
What light is light, if Silvia be not seen?
What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?
Unless it be to think that she is by,
And feed upon the shadow of perfection.
Except I be by Silvia in the night,
There is no music in the nightingale
Unless I look on Silvia in the day,
There is no day for me to look upon
She is my essence, and I leave to be,
If I be not by her fair influence
Foster'd, illumin'd, cherish'd, kept alive.” - The Two Gentlemen of Verona
“My Oberon, what visions have I seen!
Methought I was enamored of an ass.
Titania, Act IV, Scene 1, Lines 76-77” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
“Exit, pursued by a bear.” - The Winter's Tale
Читать полностью…“Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff
Life and these lips have long been separated:
Death lies on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.” - Romeo and Juliet
“Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones
Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
Yet in some sort they are better than the tribunes,
For that they will not intercept my tale:
When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
Receive my tears and seem to weep with me
And, were they but attired in grave weeds,
Rome could afford no tribune like to these.” - Titus Andronicus
“And too soon Marred are those so early Made.” - Romeo and Juliet
Читать полностью…“thy wit is a very bitter sweeting it is a most sharp sauce.” - Romeo & Juliet
Читать полностью…“I go and it is done. The bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell that summons thee to heaven or to hell.” - Macbeth
Читать полностью…“Presume not that I am the thing I was.” - Henry IV, Part 2
Читать полностью…“For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart.” - Hamlet
Читать полностью…“So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.”
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