Quotes from William Shakespeare

O heavens! this is my true-begotten father.

No sooner met, but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.

Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.

Reason, in itself confounded,Saw division grow together.

We have kiss'd awayKingdoms and provinces.

The caterpillars of the commonwealth,Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away.

The self-same sun that shines upon his courtHides not his visage from our cottage, butLooks on alike.

The gods sent notCorn for the rich men only.

The lark, the herald of the morn.

Worse than the sun in MarchThis praise doth nourish agues.

Between the acting of a dreadful thingAnd the first motion, all the interim isLike a phantasma, or a hideous dream:The genius and the mortal instrumentsAre then in council; and the state of man,Like to a little kingdom, suffers thenThe nature of an insurrection.

Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of sables.

Macduff was from his mother's wombUntimely ripp'd.

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth;And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,With windlasses and with assays of bias,By indirections find directions out.

It was a lover and his lass,With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,That o'er the green corn-field did pass,In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;Sweet lovers love the spring.

So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,That I would set my life on any chance,To mend it or be rid on 't.

How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!

These tedious old fools!

Remember who commended thy yellow stockings, and wished to see thee ever cross-gartered.

I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.

Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.

My friends were poor, but honest.

Angels and ministers of grace defend us!

As in a theater, the eyes of men,After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage,Are idly bent on him that enters next,Thinking his prattle to be tedious.