“Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.” - As You Like It
“Thy best of rest is sleep,
And that thou oft provok'st yet grossly fear'st
Thy death, which is no more.” - Measure for Measure
And that thou oft provok'st yet grossly fear'st
Thy death, which is no more.” - Measure for Measure
“I am the Prince of Wales and think not, Percy,
To share with me in glory any more:
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere” - King Henry IV, Part 1
To share with me in glory any more:
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere” - King Henry IV, Part 1
“Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible.” - Julius Caesar
“When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought...”
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought...”
“You and you are sure together,
As the winter to foul weather.” - As You Like It
As the winter to foul weather.” - As You Like It
“Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous” - Julius Caesar
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous” - Julius Caesar
“Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor?
Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest.
Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with some sweet oblivious antidote cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon her heart.
Doctor: Therein the patient must minister to himself.” - Macbeth
Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest.
Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with some sweet oblivious antidote cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon her heart.
Doctor: Therein the patient must minister to himself.” - Macbeth
“The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
“Conceal me what I am, and be my aid for such disguise as haply shall become the form of my intent.” - Twelfth Night
“I count myself in nothing else so happy as in a soul remembering my good Friends”
“The grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break.” - Macbeth
“The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.” - King Henry VI, Part 2
“Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
Coral is far more red than her lips' red
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.” - Sonnets
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
Coral is far more red than her lips' red
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.” - Sonnets
“For some must watch, while some must sleep
So runs the world away” - Hamlet
So runs the world away” - Hamlet