“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…“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
Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes
Of mortals fall back to gaze on him.” - Romeo and Juliet
“I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.” - Henry IV, Part 2
Читать полностью…“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…“Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.” - As You Like It
Читать полностью…“Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus.
Now I am dead,
Now I am fled,
My soul is in the sky.
Tongue, lose thy light.
Moon take thy flight.
Now die, die, die, die.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
“Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history,
is second childishness and mere oblivion.
I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.” - As You Like It
“Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,
Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagoner
As Phaethon would whip you to the west,
And bring in cloudy night immediately.
Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,
That runaway's eyes may wink and Romeo
Leap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen.
Lovers can see to do their amorous rites
By their own beauties or, if love be blind,
It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,
Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,
And learn me how to lose a winning match,
Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods:
Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks,
With thy black mantle till strange love, grown bold,
Think true love acted simple modesty.
Come, night come, Romeo come, thou day in night
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.
Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night,
Give me my Romeo and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
O, I have bought the mansion of a love,
But not possess'd it, and, though I am sold,
Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this day
As is the night before some festival
To an impatient child that hath new robes
And may not wear them. O, here comes my nurse,
And she brings news and every tongue that speaks
But Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence.” - Romeo and Juliet
“I am settled, and bend up each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Away, and mock the time with fairest show: False face must hide what the false heart doth know.” - Macbeth
Читать полностью…“I will tell you why so shall my anticipation
Prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king
And queen moult no feather. I have of late--but
Wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all
Custom of exercises and indeed it goes so heavily
With my disposition that this goodly frame, the
Earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most
Excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave
O'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted
With golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to
Me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!
How infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
Express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
In apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
World! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
What is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
Me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling
You seem to say so.” - Hamlet
“But jealous souls will not be answered so.
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they’re jealous. It is a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.” - Othello
“Never he will not:
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety: other women cloy
The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies”
“For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings...”
“Conversation should be pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, free without indecency, learned without conceitedness, novel without falsehood.”
Читать полностью…“Our doubts are traitors,
and make us lose the good we oft might win,
by fearing to attempt.” - Measure for Measure
“We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh few are angels.” - Henry VIII
Читать полностью…“O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
Читать полностью…“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.” - Romeo & Juliet