Quotes
Quotes about Man
This earth that bears thee dead
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
I could have better spared a better man.
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,
So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,
Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,
And would have told him half his Troy was burnt.
If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle.
A poor lone woman.
Let the end try the man.
Accommodated; that is, when a man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man is, being, whereby a' may be thought to be accommodated,--which is an excellent thing.
A man can die but once.
Like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a' was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife.
We are ready to try our fortunes
To the last man.
Falstaff. What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
Pistol. Not the ill wind which blows no man to good.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
I have no other but a woman's reason:
I think him so, because I think him so.
O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,
As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.
That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
A man I am, cross'd with adversity.
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
O heaven! were man
But constant, he were perfect.
She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed;
She is a woman, therefore to be won.
Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
I 'd set my ten commandments in your face.
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?
And many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.
Was ever woman in this humour wooed?
Was ever woman in this humour won?
O, I have passed a miserable night,
So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,
That, as I am a Christian faithful man,
I would not spend another such a night,
Though 't were to buy a world of happy days.
No man's pie is freed
From his ambitious finger.
