Quotes from William Shakespeare, King Lear

And worse I may be yet: the worst is notSo long as we can say 'This is the worst.

But I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like moulten lead.

Time shall unfold what pleated cunning hides: Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.

I profess myself an enemy to all other joys, which the most precious square of sense possesses, and find I am alone felicitate in your dear highness love.

Proper deformity shows not in the fiendSo horrid as in woman.

Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.

Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stones!

Mum, mum, He that keeps nor crust nor crumb, Weary of all, shall want some.

GLOUCESTERNow, good sir, what are you?EDGARA most poor man made tame to fortune's blows, Who by the art of known and feeling sorrowsAm pregnant to good pity.