William Shakespeare Quotes
''Let husbands knowWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Emilia, in Othello, act 4, sc. 3, l. 93-103. Emilia's impassioned plea for equal moral standards for men and women.
Their wives have sense like them; they see, and smell,
And have their palates both for sweet and sour,
As husbands have. What is it that they do
When they change us for others? Is it sport?
I think it is. And doth affection breed it?
I think it doth. Is't frailty that thus errs?
It is so, too. And have not we affections,
Desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?
Then let them use us well; else let them know,
The ills we do, their ills instruct us so.''
''It illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm ... this valor comes of sherris.''William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 4, sc. 3, l. 107-9, 111. On drinking wine or sherry as promoting courage.
''This happy breed of men, this little world.''William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Gaunt, in Richard II, act 2, sc. 1. Referring to the English in general.
''Some say that ever 'gainst that season comesWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Hamlet (I, i). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy tale nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.''
''Thrift, thrift, Horatio, the funeral baked meatsWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 2, l. 180-1. In reply to Horatio's acknowledgment that Hamlet's mother's marriage took place very soon after her first husband's death; "coldly" means when cold.
Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.''
''In the gross and scope of mine opinion,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Horatio, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 1, l. 68-9. This appearance of the ghost foretells some political upheaval; "gross and scope" means general drift.
This bodes some strange eruption to our state.''
''OWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Imogen, in Cymbeline, act 1, sc. 1, l. 83-5. On her stepmother, the Queen, pretending to care for her.
Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant
Can tickle where she wounds!''
''Was ever book containing such vile matterWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Juliet, in Romeo and Juliet, act 3, sc. 2, l. 83-5. Thinking Romeo has deceived her.
So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell
In such a gorgeous palace!''
''Not today, O Lord,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry V, act 4, sc. 1, l. 292-4. Henry IV gained ("compassed") the crown by devious means.
O not today, think not upon the fault
My father made in compassing the crown.''
''To be worst,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Lear (IV, i). "Esperance" means hope; alluding to the proverb, "when things are at the worst they will mend". OHFP. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune,
Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear.
The lamentable change is from the best;
The worst returns to laughter. Welcome, then,
Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace!
The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst
Owes nothing to thy blasts.''
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All The World's A Stage
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:
From where thou art why should I haste me thence?
Till I return, of posting is no need.
O, what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but slow?
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;
In winged speed no motion shall I know:
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;