Quotes from William Shakespeare

There is a time in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.

Time's the king of men; he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave.

What e'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time.

Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.

Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time.

Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.

Time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop.

There is plenty of time to sleep in the grave

Much rain wears the marble.

What is past is prologue.

... the spring, the summer, The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world By their increase, now knows not which is which.

From this time forth My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun.

Now entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe.

Out, damned spot! out, I say! One: two: why, then 'tis time to do't. Hell is murky!

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.

Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.

There's a time for all things.