Quotes
from William Shakespeare – Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind
“This
is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune (often
the surfeits of our own behavior) we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the
moon, and stars, as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly
compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance;
drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary
influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable
evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition on the charge of a
star! My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon's tail, and my
nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows I am rough and lecherous. I
should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled
on my bastardizing.”
―
William Shakespeare, King Lear
“Suspicion
always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer.”
―
William Shakespeare, King Henry VI, Part 3
“I
wasted time, and now doth time waste me;
For
now hath time made me his numbering clock:
My
thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar
Their
watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
Whereto
my finger, like a dial's point,
Is
pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
Now
sir, the sound that tells what hour it is
Are
clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,
Which
is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans
Show
minutes, times, and hours.”
―
William Shakespeare, Richard II
“I
dare do all that may become a man;
Who
dares do more, is none”
―
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
“Out
of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.”
―
William Shakespeare, Richard III
“Of
all the wonders that I have heard,
It
seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing
death, a necessary end,
Will
come when it will come.
(Act
II, Scene 2)”
―
William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
“Where
shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the
hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won”
―
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
“Thine
face is not worth sunburning.”
―
William Shakespeare, Henry V
“I
wish my horse had the speed of your tongue.”
―
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
“Under
love’s heavy burden do I sink.
And,
to sink in it, should you burden love;
Too
great oppression for a tender thing.
Is
love a tender thing? it is too rough,
Too
rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
If
love be rough with you, be rough
with
love;
Prick
love for pricking, and you beat love down.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet
“in
black ink my love may still shine bright.”
―
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
“Sit
by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew
“Why
then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O
any thing, of nothing first create!
O
heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen
chaos of well-seeming forms,
Feather
of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking
sleep, that is not what it is!
This
love feel I, that feel no love in this.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Many
a true word hath been spoken in jest.”
―
William Shakespeare, King Lear
“Beware
the ides of March.”
―
William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
“You
are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings
and
soar with them above a common bound.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“No
legacy is so rich as honesty.”
―
William Shakespeare, All's Well That Ends Well
“Journeys
end in lovers meeting,
Every
wise man's son doth know.”
―
William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
“All
things are ready, if our mind be so.”
―
William Shakespeare, Henry V
“O
sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee. That
thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?”
―
William Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part Two
“Love
is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip
as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the
lunacy is so
ordinary
that the whippers are in love too.”
―
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
“O
God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite
space, were it not that I have bad dreams."
Which
dreams, indeed, are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely
the shadow of a dream.”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
