William Shakespeare Quotes
''Methoughts I saw a thousand fearful wrecks,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Clarence, in Richard III, act 1, sc. 4, l. 24-8. Describing his dream of wealth scattered among dead bodies.
A thousand men that fishes gnawed upon,
Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,
Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,
All scattered in the bottom of the sea.''
''When you sued staying,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 1, sc. 3, l. 33-5. "Sued staying" means begged to stay; Antony is setting off for Rome.
Then was the time for words; no going then;
Eternity was in our lips and eyes.''
''My love doth so approve him,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Desdemona, in Othello, act 4, sc. 3, l. 19-21. To Emilia, about Othello's harsh behavior.
That even his stubbornness, his checks, his frowns
Prithee unpin mehave grace and favor in them.''
''Small herbs have grace; great weeds do grow apace.''William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Duke of York, in Richard III, act 2, sc. 4, l. 13. Citing Richard's comment, a criticism of the fast-growing boy; "grace" means good qualities.
''There lives not three good men unhanged in England, and one ofWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 2, sc. 4, l. 130-2. The fat one is himself.
them is fat and grows old.''
''She prizes not such trifles as these are.William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Florizel, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 357-60. Speaking to his disguised father, Polixenes, about Perdita; his gifts are love and marriage.
The gifts she looks from me are packed and locked
Up in my heart, which I have given already,
But not delivered.''
''Henceforth I'll bearWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Gloucester, in King Lear, act 4, sc. 6, l. 75-7.
Affliction till it do cry out itself
"Enough, enough," and die.''
''Die two months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's hopeWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 2, l. 130-2. A biting comment in response to Ophelia saying Hamlet's father died "twice two months" ago.
a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.''
''Is all the counsel that we two have shared,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Helena, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 3, sc. 2, l. 198-202. On finding her school friend Hermia hostile to her.
The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent
When we have chid the hasty-footed time
For parting usO, is all forgot?
All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence?''
''Yet this aboundant issue seem'd to me,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. How like a winter hath my absence beene (l. 9-14). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
But hope of Orphans, and un-fathered fruite,
For sommer and his pleasures waite on thee,
And thou away, the very birds are mute.
Or if they sing, tis with so dull a cheere.
That leaves looke pale, dreading the winter's neere.''
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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;