William Shakespeare Quotes
''The sleeping and the deadWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lady Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 2, sc. 2, l. 50-2. To Macbeth, who cannot face looking on the scene of the murder he has carried out.
Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.''
'''Tis all men's office to speak patienceWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Leonato, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 5, sc. 1, l. 27-31. Everyone has a duty ("office") to advise patience to those who writhe ("wring") in suffering, but no one who suffers has the ability to preach patience to himself.
To those that wring under the load of sorrow,
But no man's virtue nor sufficiency
To be so moral when he shall endure
The like himself.''
''Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrowWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 5, sc. 5, l. 18-22 (1623). On hearing of the death of Lady Macbeth.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.''
''The best persuaded of himself, so crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his grounds of faith that all that look on him love him.''William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Maria, in Twelfth Night, act 2, sc. 3, l. 150-2. On Malvolio; "The best persuaded of himself" means having the best opinion of himself.
''O Lord, I could have stayed here all the nightWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Nurse, in Romeo and Juliet, act 3, sc. 3, l. 159-60. On hearing Friar Lawrence counselling Romeo, who has tried to kill himself.
To hear good counsel. O, what learning is!''
''It is the very error of the moon,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Othello, in Othello, act 5, sc. 2, l. 109-11. The term "lunacy" is derived from "luna," Latin for moon, reflecting the popular belief expressed in these lines.
She comes more near the earth than she was wont,
And makes men mad.''
''The year growing ancient,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Perdita, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 79-82. "Gillyvors" are a kind of carnation or pink.
Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth
Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o'the season
Are our carnations and streaked gillyvors.''
''Since he hath got the jewel that I loved,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Portia, in The Merchant of Venice, act 5, sc. 1, l. 224-8. Teasing Bassanio, who has given Portia's ring to the lawyer Balthasar, not knowing that Balthasar was Portia in disguise.
And that which you did swear to keep for me,
I will become as liberal as you,
I'll not deny him anything I have,
No, not my body nor my husband's bed.''
''"Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire."William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prince of Morocco, in The Merchant of Venice, act 2, sc. 7, l. 37-8. Reading the message on the golden casket.
Why, that's the lady, all the world desires her.''
''Cannot a plain man live and think no harm,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Richard, in Richard III, act 1, sc. 3, l. 51-3. Falsely protesting his honest simplicity; "Jacks" is a scornful term for people of lower rank or low breeding.
But that his simple truth must be abused
With silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?''
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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 ...
O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd?'
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?