Quotes
Quotes - Shakespeare
May be he is not well. Infirmity doth neglect all office Whereto our health is bound.
Give a man health and a course to steer, and he'll never stop to trouble about whether he's happy or not.
He is a heavy eater of beef. Methinks it doth harm to his wit. Wm Shakespeare in Twelfth Night.
Such an exploit have I in hand, Ligarius, Had you a healthful ear to hear of it.
Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear.
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!'
Now, ye familiar spirits that are culled Out of the powerful legions under earth, Help me this once, that France may get the field.
A sceptre snatched with an unruly hand Must be as boisterously maintained as gained, And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up.
Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in holiday humor and like enough to consent.
If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work; And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
Being holiday, the beggar's shop is shut.
You sunburnt sicklemen, of August weary, Come hither from the furrow and be merry. Make holiday: your rye-straw hats put on, And these fresh nymphs encounter every one In country footing.
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
Good Margaret, run thee to the parlor. There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice Proposing with the Prince and Claudio. Whisper her ear and tell her, I and Ursley Walk in the orchard, and our whole discourse Is all of her. Say that thou overheard'st us; And bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter--like favorites, Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against that power that bred it. There will she hide her To listen our propose. This is thy office. Bear thee well in it and leave us alone.
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
An two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind.
The king is come. Deal mildly with his youth; For young hot colts, being raged, do rage the more.
Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Round-hoofed, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
My master is of churlish disposition And little recks to find the way to heaven By doing deeds of hospitality.
I am your host. With robber's hands in my hospitable favors You should not ruffle thus.
