William Shakespeare Quotes

We cannot all be masters.

~ William Shakespeare

Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault dear Brutus is not in our stars But in ourselves that we are underlings.

~ William Shakespeare

We cannot all be masters.

~ William Shakespeare

Self-love my liege is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.

~ William Shakespeare

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.

~ William Shakespeare

We know what we are but know not what we may be.

~ William Shakespeare

I to myself am dearer than a friend.

~ William Shakespeare

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.

~ William Shakespeare

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

~ William Shakespeare

The fault dear Brutus is not in our stars but in ourselves.

~ William Shakespeare

He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.

~ William Shakespeare

And thereby hangs a tale.

~ William Shakespeare

Things done well and with care exempt themselves from fear.

~ William Shakespeare

What is the city but the people?

~ William Shakespeare

When I was at home I was in a better place but travellers must be content.

~ William Shakespeare

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

~ William Shakespeare

The course of true love never did run smooth.

~ William Shakespeare

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

~ William Shakespeare

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

~ William Shakespeare

The course of true love never did run smooth.

~ William Shakespeare

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

~ William Shakespeare

I must be cruel Only to be kind.

~ William Shakespeare

Sweet are the uses of adversity.

~ William Shakespeare

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 blessèd my rude hand.Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.

~ William Shakespeare

Enter RUMOUR, painted full of ton

~ William Shakespeare

Rumour is a pipeBlown by surmises, jealousies, conjecturesAnd of so easy and so plain a stopThat the blunt monster with uncounted heads,The still-discordant wavering multitude,Can play upon it.

~ William Shakespeare

RUMOUR:Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,The which in every language I pronounce,Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.

~ William Shakespeare

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

~ William Shakespeare

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

~ William Shakespeare

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

~ William Shakespeare

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

~ William Shakespeare

Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.

~ William Shakespeare

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

~ William Shakespeare

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

~ William Shakespeare

I was adored once too.

~ William Shakespeare

What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god.

~ William Shakespeare

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

~ William Shakespeare

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

~ William Shakespeare

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

~ William Shakespeare

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

~ William Shakespeare