Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
Till all grace be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.
Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.
Anger's my meat. I sup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding.
To think but nobly of my grandmother: Good wombs have borne bad sons.
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man Still to remember wrongs?
This world to me is like a lasting storm,Whirring me from my friends.
The sweat of industry would dry and die, But for the end it works to.
I love a ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true.
I and my bosom must debate awhile, and then I would no other company.
That which I would discover The law of friendship bids me to conceal.
Charity itself fulfills the law. And who can sever love from charity?
Come the three corners of the world in arms, and we shall shock them.
A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers.
The urging of that word, judgment, hath bred a kind of remorse in me.
Discomfort guides my tongue And bids me speak of nothing but despair.
I am not of that feather, to shake off my friend when he must need me
I cannot but remember such things were that were most precious to me.
What we determine we often break. Purpose is but the slave to memory.
Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English.
I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!
Now no way can I stray; Save back to England, all the world's my way.
Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane, Drink off this potion!
I am not merry, but I do beguile the thing I am by seeming otherwise.
For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men.
The purest treasure mortal times can afford is a spotless reputation.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
For to define true madness, What is't but to be nothing else but mad?
O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men!
Your date is better in your pie and your porridge than in your cheek.
Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice.
Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.
A peevish self-willed harlotry it is. *She’s a stubborn little brat.*
As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
O, the difference of man and man! To thee a woman's services are due.
Plenty and peace breed cowards; hardness ever of hardiness is mother.
I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.
You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
The plants look up to heaven, from whence they have their nourishment.
Their savage eyes turned to a modest gaze by the sweet power of music.
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.
What is light, if Sylvia be not seen? What is joy if Sylvia be not by?
An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not.
Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop, Not to outsport discretion.
There is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do nothing but rail.
France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits the tread of a man's foot.