Quotes
Quotes - Shakespeare
Imperious Cæsar, dead and turn'd to clay,
Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.
Lay her i' the earth:
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring!
A ministering angel shall my sister be.
Sweets to the sweet: farewell!
I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid,
And not have strew'd thy grave.
Though I am not splenitive and rash,
Yet have I something in me dangerous.
Forty thousand brothers
Could not, with all their quantity of love,
Make up my sum.
Nay, an thou 'lt mouth,
I 'll rant as well as thou.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew and dog will have his day.
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.
I once did hold it, as our statists do,
A baseness to write fair.
It did me yeoman's service.
The bravery of his grief did put me
Into a towering passion.
What imports the nomination of this gentleman?
The phrase would be more german to the matter, if we could carry cannon by our sides.
'T is the breathing time of day with me.
There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 't is not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all. Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is 't to leave betimes?
I have shot mine arrow o'er the house,
And hurt my brother.
Now the king drinks to Hamlet.
A hit, a very palpable hit.
This fell sergeant, death,
Is strict in his arrest.
Report me and my cause aright.
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.
Absent thee from felicity awhile.
The rest is silence.
