Quotes About Good

O, why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb? I am no baby, I, that with base prayers I should repent the evils I have done: Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did Would I perform, if I might have my will; If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.

But then I sigh, with a piece of Scripture Tell them that God bids us to do evil for good; And thus I clothe my naked villany With odd old ends stolen out of Holy Writ; And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse: Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more Than when he bites, but lanceth not the sore.

What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman.

I am in this earthly world, where to do harm is often laudable, to do good sometime accounted dangerous folly.

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

If it be true that good wine needs no bush, 'tis true that a good play needs no epilogue; yet to good wine they do use good bushes, and good plays prove the better by the help of good epilogues.

I have done no harm. But I remember now I am in this earthly world, where to do harm is often laudable, to do good sometime accounted dangerous folly.

There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with't

Music oft hath such a charm To make bad good, and good provoke to harm.

Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a thousand salads ere we light on such another herb.

The let-alone lies not in your good will.

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

Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men When for so slight and frivolous a cause Such factious emulations shall arise!

When he is best he is a little worst than a man, and when he is worst he is a little better than a beast.

Caesar, Now be still, I killed not thee with half so good a will?

Sir, I am a true laborer; I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm; and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck." (As You Like It, Act 3, Sc. 2.)

Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; A shining gloss that vadeth suddenly; A flower that dies when first it 'gins to bud; A brittle that's broken presently; A doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower, Lost, vaded, broken, dead within an hour. And as goods lost are seld or never found, As vaded gloss no rubbing will refresh, As flowers dead lie withered on the ground, As broken glass no cement can redress; So beauty blemished once, for ever lost, In spite of physic, painting, pain and cost.

Against ill chances men are ever merry, But heaviness foreruns the good event. ... Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow Serves to say thus: Some good thing comes tomorrow.

Of a certain knight that swore by his honor they were good pancakes, and swore by his honor the mustard was naught. Now, I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught and the mustard was good, and yet was not the knight forsworn. From

for naught so vile on the Earth doth live, but to the Earth some special good doth give

One good deed dying tongueless slaughters a thousand waiting upon that.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed: Where great additions swell's, and virtue none, It is a dropsied honour. Good alone Is good without a name. Vileness is so: The property by what it is should go, Not by the title.

good alone Is good without a name, vileness is so