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 We go to gain a little patch of ground that hath in it no profit but the name. William Shakespeare names littles war Most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath. William Shakespeare onions food sweet Talkers are no good doers. William Shakespeare laziness silence humorous We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures. William Shakespeare sea-voyage venture opportunity Being holiday, the beggar's shop is shut. William Shakespeare beggar holiday shops The path is smooth that leadeth on to danger. William Shakespeare smooth risk path We do pray for mercy, and that same prayer doth teach us all to render the deeds of mercy. William Shakespeare venice mercy-of-god prayer Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun, and with him rise weeping. William Shakespeare herbs vegetables hot After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst. Nor steel nor poison, malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can touch him further. William Shakespeare prayer sleep death My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, and till she stoop she must not be full-gorged, for then she never looks upon her lure. William Shakespeare taming-of-the-shrew empty looks The will is deaf and hears no heedful friends. William Shakespeare deaf His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth. William Shakespeare oracles heart heaven Art made tongue-tied by authority. William Shakespeare censoring-books censorship-in-books art Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief. William Shakespeare honesty grief ears To be direct and honest is not safe. William Shakespeare not-honest honesty safe How wayward is this foolish love that, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse and presently, all humble, kiss the rod. William Shakespeare kissing humble nurse There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am armed so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind William Shakespeare honesty strong wind The plants look up to heaven, from whence they have their nourishment. William Shakespeare flower heaven looks For by his face straight shall you know his heart. William Shakespeare knows faces heart Like a barber's chair that fits all buttocks. William Shakespeare shaving chairs fit
