WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE QUOTES II
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But, O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes!
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
- For marriage is a matter of more worth
- Than to be dealt with in attorneyship.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Henry VI
- For what is wedlock forced but a hell,
- An age of discord and continued strife?
- Whereas the contrary bringeth forth bliss,
- And is a pattern of celestial peace.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Henry VI
- Let me not to the marriage of true minds
- Admit impediments. Love is not love
- Which alters when it alteration finds,
- Or bends with the remover to remove.
- Oh, no, it is an ever-fixèd mark
- That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
- It is the star to every wandering bark
- Whose worth's unknown, although its height be taken.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, sonnet cxvi
The world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado About Nothing
There's small choice in rotten apples.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, The Taming of the Shrew
Oh, it is excellent to have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Measure for Measure
Seest thou not what a deformed thief this fashion is?
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado About Nothing
Patience is sottish, and impatience does become a dog that's mad.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Antony and Cleopatra
- Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
- 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.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth
Patience is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Richard II
Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Henry V
The fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado About Nothing
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Richard II
- Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
- To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
- This sensible war motion to become
- A kneaded clod, and the dilated spirit
- To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
- In thrilling region of thick-ribbèd ice;
- To be imprisoned in the viewless winds,
- And blown with restless violence round about
- The pendant world; or to be worse than worst
- Of those that lawless and incertain thought
- Imagine howling -- 'tis too horrible!
- The weariest and most loathèd worldly life
- That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
- Can lay on nature is a paradise
- To what we fear of death.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Measure for Measure
- Golden lads and girls all must
- As chimney-sweepers come to dust.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Cymbeline
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