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 Foul whisp'rings are abroad. William Shakespeare foul gossip rings How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green! William Shakespeare green grass looks A heavier task could not have been impos'd, William Shakespeare tasks grief speak A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder. William Shakespeare sadness grief blow Cease to lament for that thou canst not help; and study help for that which thou lamentest. William Shakespeare study grief helping Great griefs medicine the less. William Shakespeare medicine grief Grief hath two tongues; and never woman yet William Shakespeare tongue grief two I am not prone to weeping as our sex commonly are; the want of which vain dew perchance shall dry your pities; William Shakespeare women grief sex None can cure their harms by wailing them. William Shakespeare wailing harm grief Sorrow, like a heavy ringing bell, once set on ringing, with its own weight goes; then little strength rings out the doleful knell. William Shakespeare sorrow grief weight The violence of either grief or joy, their own enactures with themselves destroy. William Shakespeare violence grief joy Weep I cannot; William Shakespeare my-heart grief heart What's the newest grief? Each minute tunes a new one. William Shakespeare minutes tunes grief Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind William Shakespeare degenerates grief mind But there is no such man; for, brother, men William Shakespeare grief strong brother Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, William Shakespeare bed sorrow grief When remedies are past, the griefs are ended William Shakespeare late grief past He must needs go that the devil drives. William Shakespeare devil fate needs No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns. William Shakespeare evil men mean The devil shall have his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of proverbs--he will give the devil his due. William Shakespeare bargains devil giving