A college of wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my humor. Dost thou think I care for a satire or an epigram? William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare I do know of these That therefore only are reputed wise For saying nothing. William Shakespeare saying-nothing silence wise Slander lives upon succession, For ever housed where it gets possession. William Shakespeare succession slander possession It is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accidents and bolts up change. William Shakespeare deeds ends suicide Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep. William Shakespeare sail boat light Tis a happy thing To be the father unto many sons. William Shakespeare happy-things father son Gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it and sets it light. William Shakespeare sorrow light men How many things by season seasoned are To their right praise and true perfection! William Shakespeare merchant-of-venice perfection praise Though it be honest, it is never good to bring bad news. William Shakespeare news honest lying A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty. William Shakespeare shrews taming women A woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. William Shakespeare women devil dresses O war! thou son of Hell! William Shakespeare hell war son Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care. William Shakespeare care age together This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators, save only he,Did that they did in envy of Caesar;He only, in a general honest thoughtAnd common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elementsSo mixd in him that Nature might stand upAnd say to all the world, This was a man! William Shakespeare envy men world He does me double wrong William Shakespeare flattery tongue doe O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy; William Shakespeare sweet love art O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast. William Shakespeare dumb reading book I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep. William Shakespeare cry causes heart That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence. William Shakespeare persistence ordinary men Sweets grown common lose their dear delight. William Shakespeare delight sweet knowledge What's done is done. The joy is in the doing. William Shakespeare done joy love
