William Shakespeare Quotes
Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
If music be the food of love, play on.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Life … is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
Men at some time are the masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry [economy].
Brevity is the soul of wit.
Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Now is the winter of our discontent.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions.
Nothing will come of nothing.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Conscience does make cowards of us all, and thus the native hue of resolution is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Have more than thou showest; Speak less than thou knowest.
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
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?
How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is to have a thankless child!
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
All that glitters is not gold.