Quotes from William Shakespeare

They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat us hungerly, and when they are full, They belch us

Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!

For a quart of Ale is a meal for a King.

Frailty, thy name is woman!

Farewell, fair cruelty.

The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.

Mother, you have my father much offended.

O heaven! that one might read the book of fate, and see the revolution of the times.

What we are is not all that we may become.

If you can look into the seeds of time and say which grain will grow and which will not speak then to me.

God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are heaven's lieutenants.

My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together; Youth is full of pleasance, age full of care; Youth like the summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.

The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what we fear of death.

Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I never did apply hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; and did not, with unbashful forehead, woo the means of weakness and debility; therefore, my age is as a lusty winter, frosty but k.

I would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.

What is wedlock forced but a hell, an age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss and is a pattern of celestial peace.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.

I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should accompany old age, as honor, love, obedience, troops of friends I must not look to have.

Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.

At your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble.

Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age?