Quotes About Loyalty

Let still woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner to be lost and warn, Than women's are.

There is Throats to be cut, and Works to be done.

My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.

A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart.

Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.

Still so cruel? Still so constant, lord.

In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.

Strike as thou didst at Caesar; for I know / When though didst hate him worst, thou loved'st him better / Than ever thou loved'st Cassius.

What means this shouting? I do fear, the people Choose Caesar for their king.

God help the noble Claudio! if he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thousand pound ere a' be cured.

Assure thee, if I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it to the last article. --Othello, Act III, Scene iii

Let him forever go!-Let him not, Charmian. Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, The other way he's a Mars.

My heart is ever at your service

I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love   To spite a raven's heart within a dove.

And Caesar shall go forth.

She is your treasure, she must have a husband; I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day And for your love to her lead apes in hell. Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep Till I can find occasion of revenge.

Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness!

But cruel are the times, when we are traitors, And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumour From what we fear, yet know not what we fear, But float upon a wild and violent sea Each way and none

The near in blood, The nearer bloody.

Los amigos que tienes y cuya amistad ya has puesto a prueba, engánchalos a tu alma con ganchos de acero.

And with a little pin bores through his castle wall and farewell king.

Whoever is born on a day I forget to send a message to Antony will die a beggar. Bring ink and paper, Charmian. Welcome, my good Alexas. Charmian, did I ever love Caesar as much as this? Oh, that splendid Caesar! May you choke on any other sentiments like that! Say, "That splendid Antony." The courageous Caesar! By Isis, I'll give you bloody teeth if you ever compare Caesar with Antony, my best man among men.

Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused: but know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown.

Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.