Love
all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
A
fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.
Some
are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon
them.
If
you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison
us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
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.
If
music be the food of love, play on.
The
wheel is come full circle.
Hell
is empty and all the devils are here.
It
is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
God
has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
Life's
but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the
stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound
and fury, signifying nothing.
To
thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst
not then be false to any man.
Ignorance
is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
When
a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both
cry.
Good
night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night
till it be morrow.
Cowards
die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
The
course of true love never did run smooth.
Better
three hours too soon than a minute too late.
As
soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Listen
to many, speak to a few.
And
this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the
running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Better
a witty fool than a foolish wit.
There
is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
It
is a wise father that knows his own child.
Suspicion
always haunts the guilty mind.
The
evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
A
peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued,
and neither party loser.
And
why not death rather than living torment? To die is to be banish'd from myself;
And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her Is self from self: a deadly banishment!
Come,
gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.
No
legacy is so rich as honesty.
What's
in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
But
O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
Love
to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and
unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
There
is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On
such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves,
or lose our ventures.
Love
is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Our
doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to
attempt.
An
overflow of good converts to bad.
Women
may fall when there's no strength in men.
How
far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty
world.
Now,
God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in
despair.
How
poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
The
empty vessel makes the loudest sound.
This
above all; to thine own self be true.
Who
could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love
known?
We
know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Life
is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Love
sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
Talking
isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not
deeds.
A
man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Words
without thoughts never to heaven go.
The
man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet
sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.
False
face must hide what the false heart doth know.
The
devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
With
mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Men
are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are
maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
When we are born we cry that we are come to
this great stage of fools.
Fishes
live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.
Give
thy thoughts no tongue.
Speak
low, if you speak love.
And
oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
Boldness
be my friend.
Let
me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
Alas,
I am a woman friendless, hopeless!
I
say there is no darkness but ignorance.
Ambition
should be made of sterner stuff.
I
am not bound to please thee with my answer.
One
touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
Pleasure
and action make the hours seem short.
Reputation
is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without
deserving.
In
time we hate that which we often fear.
Life
every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than
life.
Love
is too young to know what conscience is.
No,
I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.
Go
to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.
I
may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the will of a
living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father.
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do
our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.
Give
every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
O!
Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be
mad!
If
you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which
will not, speak then unto me.
As
he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Having
nothing, nothing can he lose.
What's
done can't be undone.
The
robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
The
golden age is before us, not behind us.
Love
is not love that alters when it alteration finds.
When
sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
How
sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!
I
had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to
travel for it too!
The
most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is, to let him show himself
what he is and steal out of your company.
I
hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a
part, And mine is a sad one.
The
lady doth protest too much, methinks.
The
love of heaven makes one heavenly.
'Tis
not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
God
hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Things done well and with a care, exempt
themselves from fear.
Children
wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their
judgment looked; and either may be wrong.
There's
many a man has more hair than wit.
But
men are men; the best sometimes forget.
I
wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
They
do not love that do not show their love.
Give
me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.
Let
every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.
Poor
and content is rich, and rich enough.
Some
rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
There
is no darkness but ignorance.
Maids
want nothing but husbands, and when they have them, they want everything.
What
is past is prologue.
Brevity
is the soul of wit.
Lawless are they that make their wills their
law.
Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.
The
undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.
My crown is called content, a crown that
seldom kings enjoy.
Enjoy,
Content, Crown
The
very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
Faith,
there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved
them.
The
lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
If
it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.
To
be, or not to be, that is the question.
To
do a great right do a little wrong.
When
words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
There's
no art to find the mind's construction in the face.
Words,
words, mere words, no matter from the heart.
If
to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches,
and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.
By
that sin fell the angels.
Desire
of having is the sin of covetousness.
Heat
not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.
Suit
the action to the word, the word to the action.
Sweet
are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a
precious jewel in his head.
As
flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.
O
thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call
thee devil.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.
For
I can raise no money by vile means.
There
have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
Things
won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.
We
are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.
Neither
a borrower nor a lender be.
Teach
not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such
contempt.
He
that is giddy thinks the world turns round.
Is
it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
Now
is the winter of our discontent.
The
stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.
Time
and the hour run through the roughest day.
I
will praise any man that will praise me.
Death
is a fearful thing.
He
does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
If
you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
It
is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.
Such
as we are made of, such we be.
'Tis
one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
I
never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.
Many
a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.
Men's
vows are women's traitors!
Nothing
can come of nothing.
Uneasy
lies the head that wears a crown.
Sweet
mercy is nobility's true badge.
The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it.
Most
dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
What,
man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.
Fortune
brings in some boats that are not steered.
In
a false quarrel there is no true valor.
There's
place and means for every man alive.
Farewell,
fair cruelty.
'Tis
best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.
I
dote on his very absence.
Mind
your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.
I
shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
I
was adored once too.
O'
What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
Our
peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.
Like
as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their
end.
O!
for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
'Tis
better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.
Wisely,
and slow. They stumble that run fast.
I
like not fair terms and a villain's mind.
I
were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with
perpetual motion.
Men
shut their doors against a setting sun.
How
well he's read, to reason against reading!
I
see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
My
pride fell with my fortunes.
O
God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of
this world!
For
my part, it was Greek to me.
I
bear a charmed life.
There's
not a note of mine that's worth the noting.
He
that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
How
oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!
Lord,
Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!
Praise
us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove.
Truly,
I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who hath any honesty in him.
He
is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
Let
no such man be trusted.
O,
had I but followed the arts!
The
attempt and not the deed confounds us.
Well,
if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
They
say miracles are past.
So
foul and fair a day I have not seen.
The
valiant never taste of death but once.
Exceeds
man's might: that dwells with the gods above.
It
will have blood, they say; blood will have blood.
Nature
hath framed strange fellows in her time.
O,
what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
Use
every man after his desert, and who should scape whipping?
Virtue
itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
Where
every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
But
if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
There
was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.
We
are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a
sleep.
What
a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in
form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in
apprehension how like a god.
We
cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed
to start from... Therefore there is not anything which returns to nothing, but
all things return dissolved into their elements.