"O shame! Where is they blush?"

"Time and the hour run through the roughest day."

"And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!"

"They say miracles are past."

"But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at I am not what I am."

"I understand a fury in your wordsBut not your words."

"O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!"

"More of your conversation would infect my brain."

"But hear thee, Gratiano:Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice - Parts that become thee happily enough,And in such eyes as ours appear no faults,But where thou art not known, why, there they show Something too liberal."

"All dark and comfortless."

"Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,Is the immediate jewel of their souls:Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;'twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;But he that filches from me my good nameRobs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed."

"The most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is, to let him show himself what he is and steal out of your company."

"I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions; fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, heal'd by the same means, warm'd and cool'd by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, do we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that."

"Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scornThe power of man, for none of woman bornShall harm Macbeth."

"Many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing."

"But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me?"Catherine: "I cannot tell."Henry: "Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them."

"What win I, if I gain the thing I seek?A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?Or sells eternity to get a toy?For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?Or what fond beggar, but to touch the crown,Would with the sceptre straight be strucken down?"

"Our nearness to the king in love is nearness to those who love not the king."

"I love thee I love but thee With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold And the stars grow old."

"Make the doors upon a woman's wit,and it will out at the casement;shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole;stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney."

"Fear no more the heat o' the sun,Nor the furious winter's rages."

"Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:Then, heigh-ho, the holly!This life is most jolly."

"The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks,They are all fire and every one doth shine."

"So foul and fair a day I have not seen."

"But for my own part it was Greek to me."

"How well he's read, to reason against reading!"

"Out out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow."

"The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers."

"I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it; knavery cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence."

"Much rain wears the marble."

"Beggar that I am I am even poor in thanks."

"The native hue of resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; and enterprises of great pitch and moment, With this regard, their currents turn awry, and lose the name of action."

"Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;Or close the wall up with our English dead!In peace there's nothing so becomes a manAs modest stillness and humility:But when the blast of war blows in our ears,Then imitate the action of the tiger."

"It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods, To tell them that this world did equal theirs Till they had stolen our jewel."

"Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much.Mercutio: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man."

"There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them."

"As I am an honest man, I thought you had received some bodily wound. There is more sense in that than in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false imposition, oft got without merit and lost without deserving."

"Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear,Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.So shows a snowy dove trooping with crowsAs yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,And, touching hers, make blessA d my rude hand.Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."

"I would forget it fain,But oh, it presses to my memory,Like damnA d guilty deeds to sinners' minds."

"I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire."

"Enter RUMOUR, painted full of ton."

"He that is giddy thinks the world turns round."

"The grey-ey'd morn smiles on the frowning night Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light."

"Come, sir, come,I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love.Look, here I have you, thus I let you go,And give you to the gods."

"My word fly up my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go."

"She's beautiful and therefore to be woo'd: She is a woman therefore to be won."

"I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument?"

"And therefore, - since I cannot prove a lover,To entertain these fair well-spoken days, -I am determined to prove a villain,And hate the idle pleasures of these days."

"Come what may time and the hour runs through the roughest day."

"Do not forever with thy vailed lidsSeek for thy noble father in the dust.Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die,Passing though nature to eternity."