Quotes from William Shakespeare

Then everything includes itself in power,Power into will, will into appetite;And appetite, a universal wolf,So doubly seconded with will and power,Must make perforce a universal prey,And last eat up himself.

What infinite heart's easeMust kings neglect that private men enjoy!And what have kings that privates have not too,Save ceremony, save general ceremony?And what art thou, thou idol ceremony?What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st moreOf mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?What are thy rents? what are thy comings-in?O ceremony! show me but thy worth.

The sad companion, dull-ey'd melancholy.

Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.

Give me another horse! bind up my wounds!

The glowworm shows the matin to be near,And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire.

I am as melancholy as a gib cat, or a lugged bear.

For I am nothing if not critical.

I must go seek some dew drops here,And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

The weariest and most loathed worldly lifeThat age, ache, penury, and imprisonmentCan lay on nature is a paradiseTo what we fear of death.

Fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.

Your heart's desires be with you!

O, I have pass'd a miserable night,So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,That, as I am a Christian faithful man,I would not spend another such a night,Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days.

Duncan is in his grave;After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothingCan touch him further.

The naked, poor, and mangled Peace,Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births.

The old fantastical duke of dark corners.

A morsel for a monarch.

So Judas did to Christ: but he, in twelve,Found truth in all but one; I, in twelve thousand, none.God save the king! Will no man say, amen?

Comes at the last, and with a little pinBores through his castle wall, and farewell king!

Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave.

I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.

For slander lives upon succession,Forever housed where it gets possession.

If it were now to die,'Twere now to be most happy.

We came into the world like brother and brother; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.