Quotations Of William Shakespeare

[*Sarlaa*]

I pray you, how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath he killed? For indeed, I promised to eat all of his killing.'

 

[*Sarlaa*]

'My chief humor is for a tyrant. I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to tear a cat in, to make all split.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''It will help me nothing
To plead mine innocence, for that dye is on me
Which makes my whit'st part black.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

'Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I ha' lost my reputation, I ha' lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial!''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''The miserable have no other medicine
But only hope.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''I am advised to give her music a' mornings; they say it will
penetrate.''
William Sh

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''I charge thee, Satan, housed within this man,
To yield possession to my holy prayers.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Thou thyself hast been a libertine,
As sensual as the brutish sting itself.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''What time of day is it, lad?''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

'The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long
That it had its head bit off by its young.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

'You see how full of changes his age is.''
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, po

 

[*Sarlaa*]

Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt
not escape calumny.''

 

[Ocean-of-love]

'Keep this man safe;
Give him all kindness. I had rather have
Such men my friends than enemies.''

Nyc.

 

[Ocean-of-love]

''Bottom. What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant?
Quince. A lover that kills himself, most gallant, for love.
Bottom. That will ask some tears in the true performing of it. If I do it, let the audience look to their eyes.''

Fine.

 

[Ocean-of-love]

''I as free forgive you
As I would be forgiven: I forgive all.''

Nyc.

 

[Ocean-of-love]

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 damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks,
And in some perfumes there is 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.''

Nice sharing.

 

[Ocean-of-love]

'That's a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip
of a lion.''

Fine.

 

[Ocean-of-love]

''I have told you enough of this. For my part I'll not meddle nor make no farther.''

Kovely.