Quotes About William

William Shakespeare

What's his offense? Groping for trout in a peculiar river.

This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, Which gives men stomach to digest his words With better appetite.

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.

I have drunk and seen the spider.

But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.

So. Lie there, my art.

For by our ears our hearts oft tainted be.

Men's eyes were made to look, let them gaze, I will budge for no man's pleasure.

Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back.

in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!

O! That way madness lies.

Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.

Tis too much proved—that with devotion's visage And pious action we do sugar o'er The devil himself.

Good madonna, give me leave to prove you a fool.

Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called 'fools'.

I read that I profess, the Art of Love. Bianca: And may you prove, sir, master of your art! Lucentio: While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart!

For the gods know I speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge

Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.

It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge.

For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed.

Monster, I do smell all horse piss, at which my nose is in great indignation. (IV, 1, lines 223-224)

I will be brief: your noble son is mad: Mad call I it; for, to define true madness, What is't but to be nothing else but mad?

out vile jelly! where is thy lustre now