William Shakespeare Quotes

11 November 2014

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

11 November 2014

I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are, the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities; but I have That honorable grief lodged here which burns Worse than tears drown.

11 November 2014

Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs ... Than in the perfumed chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lulled with sound of sweetest melody?

11 November 2014

Good fortune then! To make me blest or cursed'st among men.

11 November 2014

'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair, Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream That can entame my spirits to your worship.

11 November 2014

His tears run down his beard like winter's drops From eaves of reeds.

11 November 2014

When Caesar says, "Do this," it is performed.

11 November 2014

Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!

11 November 2014

If we shall stand still In fear our motion will be mocked or carped at, We should take root here where we sit, or sit State-statues only.

11 November 2014

Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt?