“Haply for I am black,
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers have or for I am declined
Into the vale of years—yet that’s not much—
She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief
Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage,
That we can call these delicate creatures ours
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad
And live upon the vapor of a dungeon
Than keep a corner in the thing I love
For others’ uses. Yet ’tis the plague of great ones
Prerogatived are they less than the base.
’Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.” - Othello
“What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form, in 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?” - Hamlet
Читать полностью…“All of Creation’s a farce.
Man was born as a joke.
In his head his reason is buffeted
Like wind-blown smoke.
Life is a game.
Everyone ridicules everyone else.
But he who has the last laugh
Laughs longest.”
“I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?” - Much Ado About Nothing
Читать полностью…“And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. I would not change it.” - As You Like It
Читать полностью…“And Caesar's spirit, raging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.” - Julius Caesar
“O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
Читать полностью…“Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself for
you and dote upon the exchange.” - Much Ado About Nothing
“I can call spirits from the vasty deep."
Why so can I, or so can any man. But will they come when you do call for them?”
“O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
Читать полностью…“Come and take choice of all my library and so beguile thy sorrow.” - Titus Andronicus
Читать полностью…“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.” - As You Like It
Читать полностью…“Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.” - Hamlet
Читать полностью…“Watch out he's winding the watch of his wit, by and by it will strike.” - The Tempest
Читать полностью…“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! ”
“This is the excellent foppery of the world, that,
when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit
of our own behavior,--we make guilty of our
disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as
if we were villains by necessity fools by
heavenly compulsion knaves, thieves, and
treachers, by spherical predominance drunkards,
liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of
planetary influence and all that we are evil in,
by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion
of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish
disposition to the charge of a star.” - King Lear
“ROSALIND
Now tell me how long you would have her after you have possessed her.
ORLANDO
Forever and a day.
ROSALIND
Say “a day” without the “ever.” No, no, Orlando, 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. I will be more jealous of thee than a Barbary cock- pigeon over his hen, more clamorous than a parrot against rain, more newfangled than an ape, more giddy in my desires than a monkey. I will weep for nothing, like Diana in the fountain, and I will do that when you are disposed to be merry. I will laugh like a hyena, and that when thou art inclined to sleep.” - As You Like It
“She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I lov'd her that she did pity them” - Othello