Quotes About Identity

He hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows.

He was indeed the glassWherein the noble youth did dress themselves.

God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.

Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on 's are sophisticated; thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings! Come; unbutton here.

That England, that was wont to conquer others,Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.

An ill-favored thing, sir, but mine own.

I will not jump with common spiritsAnd rank me with the barbarous multitude.

Alas! 'tis true I have gone here and there,And made myself a motley to the view,Gor'd mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,Made old offenses of affections new.

Murderer: We are men, my liege.Macbeth: Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men.

I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.

Would it not grieve a woman to be over-mastered with a piece of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl?

Remember who commended thy yellow stockings, and wished to see thee ever cross-gartered.

Who is it that says most? which can say moreThan this rich praise,—that you alone are you?

O! what a rogue and peasant slave am I.

O! that I were as greatAs is my grief, or lesser than my name,Or that I could forget what I have been,Or not remember what I must be now.

I would to God thou and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bought.

Tigers, not daughters.

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,Than such a Roman.

Polonius: Do you know me, my lord?Hamlet: Excellent well; you are a fishmonger.

Where'er I wander, boast of this I can,Though banish'd, yet a true-born Englishman.

God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.

O tiger's heart wrapp'd in a woman's hide!

I am all the daughters of my father's house,And all the brothers too.

Lear: Dost thou know me, fellow?Kent: No, sir, but you have that in your countenance which I would fain call master.Lear: What's that?Kent: Authority.