Quotes from William Shakespeare

In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell. It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound.

I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman.

And whatsomever else shall hap tonight, give it an understanding but no tongue, I will requit your love. So, fare your well. My lord, he hath importuned me with love, in honourable fashion.

But here must end the story of my life, And happy were I in my timely death Could all my travels warrant me they live.

Stealing and giving odor. Enough, no more. 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

Let him smell his way to Dover!

Coward dogs most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten runs far before them.

The most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is, to let him show himself what he is and steal out of your company.

Now the melancholy of God protect thee, and the tailor make thy doublet of changable taffata, for thy mind is a very opal. I would have men of such constancy put to sea, that their business might be everything, and their intent everywhere, for that's it, that always makes a good voyage of nothing.

Whoever is born on a day I forget to send a message to Antony will die a beggar. Bring ink and paper, Charmian. Welcome, my good Alexas. Charmian, did I ever love Caesar as much as this? Oh, that splendid Caesar! May you choke on any other sentiments like that! Say, "That splendid Antony." The courageous Caesar! By Isis, I'll give you bloody teeth if you ever compare Caesar with Antony, my best man among men.

And must we be divided? Must we part? Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.

What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state.

life is like theater

Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused: but know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown.

The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide itself

For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass: for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history; Who prologue-like your humble patience pray, Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.

His nature is too noble for the world: He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for's power to thunder. His heart's his mouth: What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent; And, being angry, does forget that ever He heard the name of Death.

Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much to say, as I wear not motley in my brain.

Hence! home, you idle creatures get you home: Is this a holiday? what! know you not, Being mechanical, you ought not walk Upon a labouring day without the sign Of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou?

Kind sir, give me a good fortune. Fortuneteller: I don't make fortunes; I only see them. Charmian: Then see a good one for me. Fortuneteller: Your beauty will be even greater than it is now. Charmian (to the others) He means I'll get fat. Iras No, he means you'll use makeup when you're old. Fortuneteller: You will love more than you are loved. Charmian: I had rather heat my liver with drinking.

Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet, if you be out, sir, I can mend you.

Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver Our puissance into the hand of God, Putting it straight in expedition. Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance: No king of England, if not king of France.

Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.

I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two and wear my dagger with the braver grace