Quotes from William Shakespeare

The course of true love never did run smooth; But, either it was different in blood, O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low. Or else misgraffed in respect of years, O spite! too old to be engag'd to young. Or else it stood upon the choice of friends, O hell! to choose love by another's eye.

Lord, what fools these mortals be!

I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.

Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.

That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence.

I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on.

The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

And oft, my jealousy shapes faults that are not.

How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!

Good God, the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy!

I must be cruel, only to be kind.

Kindness nobler ever than revenge.

Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant can trickle when she wounds!

Yet do I fear thy nature It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.

At little more than kin and less than kind.

No .... holy father, throw away that thought. Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom.

In religion, What damned error but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?

Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian.

The icy precepts of respect.

Men so noble, However faulty, yet should find respect For what they have been: 'tis a cruelty To load a falling man.

You have too much respect upon the world; They lose it that do buy it with much care

Before, I loved thee as a brother, John, But now, I do respect thee as my soul.