Quotes
Quotes - Shakespeare
What then? What rests? Try what repentance can. What can it not? Yet what can it when one cannot repent? O wretched state? O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged!
Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking. I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no strength to repent.
Under your good correction, I have seen When, after execution, judgment hath Repented o'er his doom.
That it may please you leave these sad designs To him that hath most cause to be a mourner, And presently repair to Crosby House; Where--after I have solemnly interred At Chertsey monast'ry with noble king-- And wet his grave with my repentant tears-- I will with all expedient duty see you.
I have offended reputation, A most unnoble swerving.
I see my reputation is at stake; My fame is shrewdly gored.
O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation!
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit and lost without deserving.
My dear dear lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation. That away, Man are but gilded loam or painted clay.
Thy deathbed is no lesser than thy land, Wherein thou liest in reputation sick; And thou, too careless patient as thou art, Committ'st thy anointed body to the cure Of those physicians that first wounded thee.
If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance.
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.
Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire. Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow Of bragging horror. So shall inferior eyes, That borrow their behaviors from the great, Grow great by your example and put on The dauntless spirit of resolution.
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown When judges have been babes; great floods have flown From simple sources, and great seas have dried When miracles have by the greatest been denied.
Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Some say the bee stings, but I say 'tis the bee's wax; for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mind own man since.
How far your eyes may pierce I cannot tell; Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
Thou marvell'st at my words, but hold thee still; Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
And where the offense is, let the great axe fall.
If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
O God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level. and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea!
Marry, by these special marks: first, you have learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreathe your arms like a malcontent, to relish a love-song like a robin-redbreast, to walk alone like one that had the pestilence, to sigh like a schoolboy that had lost his A B C, to weep like a young wench that had buried her grandam, to fast like one that takes diet, to watch like one that fears robbing, to speak puling like a beggar at Hallowmas.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
