Quotes from William Shakespeare

what cannot be saved when fate takes, patience her injury a mockery makes

Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets

In thy foul throat thou liest.

When the mind's free, The Body's delicate.

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.

To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if tou art mov'd, thou runst away. (To be angry is to move, to be brave is to stand still. Therefore, if you're angry, you'll run away.)

I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.

If all the year were playing holidays; To sport would be as tedious as to work.

O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)

The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.

Nothing can come of nothing.

Good Madonna, why mournest thou? Good Fool, for my brother's death. I think his soul is in hell, Madonna. I know his soul is in heaven, Fool. The more fool, Madonna, to mourn for your brother's soul being in heaven.

More matter with less art.

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave him use for it, a double heart for his single one: marry, once before he won it of me with false dice, therefore your grace may well say I have lost it. DON PEDRO You have put him down, lady, you have put him down. BEATRICE So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of fools.

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold

These sudden joys have sudden endings. They burn up in victory like fire and gunpowder.

Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words

Watch out he's winding the watch of his wit, by and by it will strike.

A little water clears us of this deed.

To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.

The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed, When cowardice pursues and valour flies.

Done to death by slanderous tongue