Quotes
from William Shakespeare – Give me my sin again
“So
long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So
long lives this, and this gives life to thee.”
―
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
“This
cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen.”
―
William Shakespeare, King Lear
“It
is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription
to die when death is our physician.”
―
William Shakespeare, Othello
“Rosalind
is your love's name?
ORLANDO:
Yes, just.
JAQUES:
I do not like her name.
ORLANDO:
There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.”
―
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
“Give
me my sin again.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Woe,
destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.”
―
William Shakespeare, Richard II
“Life...
is a paradise to what we fear of death.”
―
William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
“What
a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.”
―
William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
“And
nothing is, but what is not.”
―
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
“Some
rise by sin, and some by virtues fall. ”
―
William Shakespeare
“Oh
why rebuke you him that loves you so? / Lay breath so bitter on your bitter
foe.”
―
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
“Devoutly
to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—For in that sleep
of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must
give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life”
―
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“Rude
am I in my speech, And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace.”
―
William Shakespeare, Othello
“Well,
niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband.
BEATRICE
Not
till God make men of some other metal than earth. Would it not grieve a woman
to be overmastered with a pierce of valiant dust? to make an account of her
life to a clod of wayward marl? No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my
brethren; and, truly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred.”
―
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
“The
ides of March are come.
Soothsayer:
Ay, Caesar; but not gone.”
―
William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
“But
man, proud man,
Dress'd
in a little brief authority,
Most
ignorant of what he's most assur'd—
His
glassy essence—like an angry ape
Plays
such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As
makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens,
Would
all themselves laugh mortal.”
―
William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
“I
do feel it gone,
But
know not how it went”
―
William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale
“Thy
husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy
head, thy sovereign, one that cares for thee,
And
for thy maintenance; commits his body
To
painful labor, both by sea and land;
To
watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
Whilst
thou li’st warm at home, secure and safe;
And
craves no other tribute at thy hands
But
love, fair looks, and true obedience-
Too
little payment for so great a debt.
Such
duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even
such a woman oweth to her husband;
And
when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And
no obedient to his honest will,
What
is she but a foul contending rebel,
And
graceless traitor to her loving lord?
I
asham’d that women are so simple
‘To
offer war where they should kneel for peace,
Or
seek for rule, supremacy, and sway,
When
they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Why
are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth,
Unapt
to toil and trouble in the world,
But
that our soft conditions, and our hearts,
Should
well agree with our external parts?”
―
William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew
