Quotes from William Shakespeare

The play's the thing.

What's done can't be undone.

Sweet are the uses of adversity; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: What is it else? a madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

God befriend us, as our cause is just!

His life was gentle, and the elements So mixed in him that nature might stand up

There's small choice in rotten apples.

The people are the city.

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man.

The soul of this man is his clothes.

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devised at first to keep the strong in awe.

Conscience does make cowards of us all.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regard, their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.

I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm.

He will give the devil his due.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

This, too, shall pass.

Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

God grant us patience!

Now is the Winter of our discontent.

Let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

The better part of valour is discretion.

To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?