Quotes
from William Shakespeare – When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But
in battalions!
“When
sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“I
do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?”
―
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
“Who
could refrain,
That
had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage
to make love known?”
―
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
“Do
you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak.”
― William
Shakespeare, As You Like It
“Come,
gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night;
Give
me my Romeo; and, when I shall die,
Take
him and cut him out in little stars,
And
he will make the face of heaven so fine
That
all the world will be in love with night...”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Some
are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon
them. Your fate awaits you. Accept it in body and spirit. To get used to the
life you'll most likely be leading soon, get rid of your low-class trappings.”
―
William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
“God
hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.”
―
Shakespeare, Hamlet
“My
soul is in the sky.”
―
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
“If
we shadows have offended,
Think
but this, and all is mended,
That
you have but slumbered here
While
these visions did appear.
And
this weak and idle theme,
No
more yielding but a dream,
Gentles,
do not reprehend:
If
you pardon, we will mend:
And,
as I am an honest Puck,
If
we have unearned luck
Now
to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We
will make amends ere long;
Else
the Puck a liar call;
So,
good night unto you all.
Give
me your hands, if we be friends,
And
Robin shall restore amends.”
―
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
“If
you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison
us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?”
―
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
“He
jests at scars that never felt a wound.
But
soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It
is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise,
fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who
is already sick and pale with grief,
That
thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.
Be
not her maid since she is envious.
Her
vestal livery is but sick and green,
And
none but fools do wear it. Cast it off!
It
is my lady. Oh, it is my love.
Oh,
that she knew she were!
She
speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that?
Her
eye discourses. I will answer it.—
I am
too bold. 'Tis not to me she speaks.
Two
of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having
some business, do entreat her eyes
To
twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What
if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The
brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As
daylight doth a lamp. Her eye in heaven
Would
through the airy region stream so bright
That
birds would sing and think it were not night.
See
how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
Oh,
that I were a glove upon that hand
That
I might touch that cheek!”
―
William Shakespeare
“See
how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
O,
that I were a glove upon that hand
That
I might touch that cheek!”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“I
am not bound to please thee with my answers.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
“Better
a witty fool, than a foolish wit.”
―
William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
“O,
beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It
is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock
The
meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss,
Who,
certain of his fate, loves not his wronger:
But
O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
Who
dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!”
―
William Shakespeare, Othello
“For
she had eyes and chose me.”
―
William Shakespeare, Othello
“Why,
man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like
a Colossus; and we petty men
Walk
under his huge legs, and peep about
To
find ourselves dishonourable graves.”
―
William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
