This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end. William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our own virtues. William Shakespeare yarn despair life Think'st thou I'd make a life of jealousy, To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt Is once to be resolved. William Shakespeare moon change life Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, Where death's approach is seen so terrible! William Shakespeare terrible evil life . . . nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death To throw away the dearest thing he owed, As 'twere a careless trifle. William Shakespeare leaving sympathy life All is well ended if this suit be won. That you express content; which we will pay, With strife to please you, day exceeding day. William Shakespeare strife suits pay Men judge by the complexion of the sky The state and inclination of the day. William Shakespeare judging sky men Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search. William Shakespeare venice men two Though it make the unskillful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve. William Shakespeare comedy grieving laughing Oh! it offends me to the soul to hear a robust periwig-pated fellow, tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings. William Shakespeare passion tears soul This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o-erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire. William Shakespeare space fire air Soft pity enters an iron gate. William Shakespeare gates pity iron There's her cousin, an she were not possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of December. William Shakespeare cousin may inspirational You dull ass will not mend his pace with beating. William Shakespeare horse pace dull I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch. William Shakespeare scratches horse hair Is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony! William Shakespeare horse weight bears Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her like her seeming. It had been vicious To have mistrusted her. William Shakespeare eye heart beautiful Nay, do not think I flatter. For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flattered? William Shakespeare advancement may thinking If he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, Lions with toils, and men with flatterers William Shakespeare elephants glasses men By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord. William Shakespeare tasks heart men What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, But poisoned flattery? William Shakespeare flattery drink sweet
