Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. When we are born, we cry, that we are […]
William Shakespeare Quotes
Oh, he’s as tedious As is a tir’d horse, a railing wife;… I have rather live With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far Than feed on cates, and have him talk to me. (Henry IV)
Boldness be my friend! (Cymbeline)
O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified. (Romeo and Juliet)
I will give out divers schedules of my beauty. It shall be inventoried; and every particle and utensil labelled to my will: as, item, two lips, indifferent, red; item, two gray eyes with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth. (Twelfth Night)
Here’s the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! (Macbeth)
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. (Henry V)
When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools. (King Lear)
But then I sigh; and, with a piece of Scripture, Tell them that God bids us do good for evil: And thus I clothe my naked villany With odd old ends stol’n forth of holy writ; And seem a saint when most I play the devil. (Richard III)
I am in blood stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er. (Macbeth)
