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 I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster; but I'll take my oath on it, till he have made an oyster of me he shall never make me such a fool. William Shakespeare oysters fool may Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning; One pain is less'ned by another's anguish; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning; One desperate grief cures with another's languish. William Shakespeare pain grief men You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair. William Shakespeare ugly deeds looks O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world, And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice, Which scorns a modern invocation. William Shakespeare passion voice sleep I do love My country's good with a respect more tender, More holy and profound, then mine own life, My dear wife's estimate, her womb increase, And treasure of my loins. William Shakespeare wife profound country Hear me profess sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike, and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather have eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action. William Shakespeare patriotism country son Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. William Shakespeare ink matter writing I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. William Shakespeare pride summer boys O, this life Is nobler than attending for a check, Richer than doing nothing for a robe, Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk: Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine Yet keeps his book uncrossed. William Shakespeare pain pride book I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads. William Shakespeare hate pride men There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased, The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. William Shakespeare may men lying The best quarrels, in the heat, are cursed by those that feel their sharpness. William Shakespeare sharpness heat quarrels Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in joy? Is it not in mercy then that sorrow is allotted unto us? William Shakespeare reflection joy men My desolation does begin to make A better life. William Shakespeare better-life reform doe I could be well content To entertain the lag-end of my life With quiet hours. William Shakespeare lag relaxation quiet Abandon all remorse; On horror's head horrors accumulate. William Shakespeare remorse abandon horror The mightier man, the mightier is the thing That makes him honored or begets him hate; For greatest scandal waits on greatest state. William Shakespeare hate waiting men No particular scandal one can touch but it confounds the breather. William Shakespeare scandal particular The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst, 'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst! William Shakespeare foe worst should For the poor wren (The most diminutive of birds) will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. William Shakespeare fighting owl bird
