William Shakespeare
Warwickshire

Quotes

11 November 2014
Brutus. Now, as you are a Roman, tell me true. Messala. Then like a Roman bear the truth I tell, For certain she is dead, and by strange manner. Brutus. Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, Messala.
11 November 2014
The plague of Greece upon thee, thou mongrel beef-witted lord!
11 November 2014
Our fathers' minds are dead, And we are governed with our mothers' spirits. Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish.
11 November 2014
Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners?
11 November 2014
There's not a shirt and a half in all my company, and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves.
11 November 2014
O, the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us! Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, Since riches point to misery and contempt?
11 November 2014
Now, neigbour confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance, Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
11 November 2014
Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see; She has deceived her father, and may thee.
11 November 2014
Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me With thy religious truth and modesty, Now in his ashes honor.
11 November 2014
Beatrice. But for which of my good parts did you first suffer love for me? Benedick. Suffer love! A good epithet. I do suffer love indeed, for I love thee against my will.

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