There's place and means for every man alive. William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare Love that well which thou must leave ere long. William Shakespeare wells love long That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence. William Shakespeare gulls intelligence ghost You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face. William Shakespeare dust blow wind For I am proverbed with a grandsire phrase. William Shakespeare phrases This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons peas; And utters it again when God doth please: He is wit's pedler; and retails his wares. William Shakespeare peas pigeons wit He was ever precise in promise-keeping. William Shakespeare promises-that-are-broken kept-promises promise Being of no power to make his wishes good: His promises fly so beyond his state That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes For every word. William Shakespeare debt wish promise Spirits are not finely touched But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But like a thrifty goddess she determines Herself the glory of a creditor,Both thanks and use. William Shakespeare issues excellence use Macbeth to Witches: What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth, And yet are on 't? William Shakespeare witch earth looks Blessed are the peacemakers on earth. William Shakespeare peacemaker earth blessed Alas, how love can trifle with itself! William Shakespeare alas trifles Pride went before, ambition follows him. William Shakespeare pride ambition Do not plunge thyself too far in anger. William Shakespeare plunge thyself anger Every true man's apparel fits your thief. William Shakespeare thieves fit men Read o'er this And after, this, and then to breakfast with What appetite you have. William Shakespeare appetite breakfast Who riseth from a feast With that keen appetite that he sits down? William Shakespeare culinary cooking food With these shreds They vented their complainings, which being answered And a petition granted them, a strange one, To break the heart of generosity, And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon, Shouting their emulation. William Shakespeare generosity moon heart If thou couldst, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease, And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud you again. William Shakespeare echoes doctors land I'll privily away; I love the people, But do not like to stage me to their eyes; Though it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause and aves vehement, Nor do I think the man of safe discretion That does not affect it. William Shakespeare eye men thinking When thou cam'st first, Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night; and then I loved thee And showed thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile. William Shakespeare light spring night
