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 am indeed not her fool, but her corrupter of words. (Act III, sc. I, 37-38) William Shakespeare twelfth-night-important fool You are an alchemist; make gold of that. William Shakespeare alchemy alchemist gold That truth should be silent I had almost forgot. (Enobarbus) William Shakespeare silent should For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed. William Shakespeare turns messengers bed Use every man according to his desert and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honor and dignity, the less they deserve ... the more merit in your bounty. William Shakespeare desert honor men Now my charms are all o'erthrown. William Shakespeare charm Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom. William Shakespeare reading beer book Blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled, That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. William Shakespeare judgment sound blood I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly. William Shakespeare eye giving moving From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain and nourish all the world. William Shakespeare eye book art Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery That aptly is put on. Refrain tonight, And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence; the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature. William Shakespeare devil angel giving I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting William Shakespeare fighting sleep children This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings. William Shakespeare hamlet-love desperate violent This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,--This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. William Shakespeare wall kings war And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother William Shakespeare band brother blood Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red. William Shakespeare ocean hands blood Why what a fool was I to this drunken monster for a God. - Caliban William Shakespeare caliban fool monsters If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! William Shakespeare blow may wind Hamlet: Lady, shall I lie in your lap? Ophelia: No, my lord. Hamlet: DId you think I meant country matters? Ophelia: I think nothing, my lord. Hamlet: That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Ophelia: What is, my lord? Hamlet: Nothing. William Shakespeare country lying thinking Enough no more; Tis not so sweet now as it was before. William Shakespeare twelfth-night-important enough sweet