"If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces."

"For to be wise and love exceeds man's might."

"Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better."

"Tis not the many oaths that makes the truth But the plain single vow that is vow'd true."

"He which hath no stomach to this fight, let him depart, his passport shall be made and crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company that fears his fellowship, to die with us."

"Must I observe you? Must I stand & crouchUnder your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom ofyour spleen,Though it do split you, for, from thisday forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea,for my laughter, when you are waspish."

"Thought is free."

"Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know."

"Cressida: My lord, will you be true?Troilus: Who, I? Alas, it is my vice, my fault:Whiles others fish with craft for great opinion,I with great truth catch mere simplicity;Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns,With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare.Fear not my truth: the moral of my witIs "plain and true"; there's all the reach of it."

"Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done."

"The blessedness of being little!!!"

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."

"I could a tale unfold whose lightest wordWould harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,Thy knotted and combined locks to part,And each particular hair to stand on endLike quills upon the fretful porpentine.But this eternal blazon must not beTo ears of flesh and blood.List, list, O list!"

"I have no other but a woman's reason. I think him so because I think him so."

"Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,- For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble."

"Antioch, farewell! for wisdom sees, those men blush not in actions blacker than the night, will 'schew no course to keep them from the light. One sin, I know, another doth provoke; Murder's as near to lust as flame to smoke. Poison and treason are the hands of sin; Ay, and the targets to put off the shame. Then, lest my life be cropped to keep you clear, By flight I'll shun the danger which I fear."

"Thus conscience does make cowards of us all And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry And lose the name of action."

"For this new-married man approaching here,Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'dYour well defended honour, you must pardonFor Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,--Being criminal, in double violationOf sacred chastity and of promise-breachThereon dependent, for your brother's life,--The very mercy of the law cries outMost audible, even from his proper tongue,'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!'Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;Like doth quit like, and MEASURE still FOR MEASURE."

"ROMEOThere is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,Doing more murders in this loathsome world,Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none.Farewell: buy food, and get thyself in flesh.Come, cordial and not poison, go with meTo Juliet's grave; for there must I use thee."

"Great men may jest with saints 'tis wit in them But in the less foul profanation."

"Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires."

"Some grief shows much of love,But much of grief shows still some want of wit."

"There's many a man has more hair than wit."

"To be, or not to be: that is the question."

"We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow."

"A walking shadow a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more."

"Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again."

"Shall we their fond pageant see?Lord, what fools these mortals be!"

"Well, I must do't. Away, my disposition, and possess me Some harlot's spirit! My throat of war be turn'd, Which quier'd with my drum, into a pipe Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice That babies lull asleep! The smiles of knaves Tent in my cheeks, and schoolboys' tears take up The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue Make motion through my lips, and my arm'd knees, Who bow'd but in my stirrup, bend like his That hath receiv'd an alms! I will not do't, Lest I surcease to honor mine own truth, And by my body's action teach my mind A most inherent baseness."

"Time shall unfold what pleated cunning hides: Who cover faults, at last shame them derides."

"The worst is not so long as we can say "This is the worst.""

"Let your own discretion be your tutor suit the action to the word the word to the action."

"There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures."

"Beshrew your eyes,They have o'erlook'd me and divided me;One half of me is yours, the other half yours,Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,And so all yours."

"Jack shall have Jill.Nought shall go ill."

"To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub,For in this sleep of death what dreams may come..."

"Thou, my slave,As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant,And for thou wast a spirit too delicateTo act her earthy and abhorred commands,Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee,By help of her more potent ministersAnd in her most unmitigable rage,Into a cloven pine, within which riftImprisoned thou didst painfully remainA dozen years; within which space she diedAnd left thee there, where thou didst vent thy groansAs fast as mill wheels strike."

"Ay every inch a king."

"The ides of March are come."

"Mine honor is my life; both grow in one.Take honor from me, and my life is done."

"But then I sigh, with a piece of ScriptureTell them that God bids us to do evil for good; And thus I clothe my naked villanyWith odd old ends stolen out of Holy Writ;And seem a saint, when most I play the devil."

"For trust not him that hath once broken faith."

"How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!"

"I will deny thee nothing: Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, To leave me but a little to myself."

"What's gone and what's past help Should be past grief."

"A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit."

"This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt."

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep."

"Are you good men and true?"

"DESDEMONA: I hope my noble lord esteems me honest.OTHELLO: Oh, ay, as summer flies are in the shambles,That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed,Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweetThat the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne'er been born!DESDEMONA: Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed?OTHELLO: Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,Made to write "whore upon?"