Quotes from William Shakespeare – Make death proud to take us
“If
I be waspish, best beware my sting.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew
“Your
tale, sir, would cure deafness.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Tempest
“No,
no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison:
We
two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:
When
thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,
And
ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live,
And
pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At
gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk
of court news; and we'll talk with them too,
Who
loses and who wins; who's in, who's out;
And
take upon's the mystery of things,
As
if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out,
In a
wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones,
That
ebb and flow by the moon.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Tragedy Of King Lear (Turtleback School & Library
Binding Edition)
“For
it falls out
That
what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles
we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost,
Why,
then we rack the value, then we find
The
virtue that possession would not show us
While
it was ours.”
―
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
“But
break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“Will
all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No, this my hand
will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red.”
―
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
“How
sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child!”
―
William Shakespeare, King Lear
“Do
you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?
Polonius:
By the mass, and ‘tis like a camel, indeed.
Hamlet:
Methinks it is like a weasel.
Polonius:
It is backed like a weasel.
Hamlet:
Or like a whale?
Polonius:
Very like a whale.”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“Then
is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you
excepted: and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart;
for, truly, I love none.
A
dear happiness to women: they would else have been troubled with a pernicious
suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I had
rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.”
―
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
“Things
base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love
can transpose to form and dignity.
Love
looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And
therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Nor
hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings
and no eyes figure unheedy haste.”
―
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
“Get
thee to a nunnery.”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“Though
I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale
“O
time, thou must untangle this, not I.
It
is too hard a knot for me t'untie.”
―
William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
“Banish'd
from [those we love] Is self from self: a deadly banishment!”
―
William Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona
“We
burn daylight.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Out
of her favour, where I am in love.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Give
me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's
core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“The
sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys
the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Summer's
lease hath all too short a date.”
―
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
“Make
death proud to take us.”
―
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
“Come,
come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry.
Katherine:
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
Petruchio:
My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
Katherine:
Ay, if the fool could find where it lies.
Petruchio:
Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail.
Katherine:
In his tongue.
Petruchio:
Whose tongue?
Katherine:
Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell.
Petruchio:
What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a
gentleman.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew
“Give
me my robe, put on my crown; I have
Immortal
longings in me: now no more
The
juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip:
Yare,
yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear
Antony
call; I see him rouse himself
To
praise my noble act; I hear him mock
The
luck of Caesar, which the gods give men
To
excuse their after wrath: husband, I come:
Now
to that name my courage prove my title!
I am
fire and air; my other elements
I
give to baser life. So; have you done?
Come
then, and take the last warmth of my lips.
Farewell,
kind Charmian; Iras, long farewell.
Kisses
them. IRAS falls and dies
Have
I the aspic in my lips? Dost fall?
If
thou and nature can so gently part,
The
stroke of death is as a lover's pinch,
Which
hurts, and is desired. Dost thou lie still?
If
thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world
It
is not worth leave-taking.”
―
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
“Who
knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that
every braggart shall be found an ass.”
―
William Shakespeare, The Complete Works
“Have
more than thou showest,
Speak
less than thou knowest,
Lend
less than thou owest,
Ride
more than thou goest,
Learn
more than thou trowest,
Set
less than thou throwest”
―
William Shakespeare
“That
time of year thou mayst in me behold
When
yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon
those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare
ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In
me thou seest the twilight of such day
As
after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which
by and by black night doth take away,
Death's
second self, that seals up all in rest.
In
me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That
on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As
the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed
with that which it was nourish'd by.
This
thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To
love that well which thou must leave ere long.”
―
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
