Quotations Of William Shakespeare

[*Sarlaa*]

Blest are those
Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled
That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger
To sound what stop she please.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

So we grew together
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition,
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''He's a soldier fit to stand by Caesar
And give direction.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Those holy fields,
Over whose acres walked those blessed feet
Which fourteen hundred years ago were nailed
For our advantage on the bitter cross.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''God shall be my hope,
My stay, my guide, and lantern to my feet.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

'Nought's had, all's spent,
Where our desire is got without content.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''So we'll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too—
Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out—
And take upon 's the mystery of things,
As if we were God's spies.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Let us not be dainty of leave-taking,
But shift away.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''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.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

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

 

[*Sarlaa*]

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

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and the spirits of
the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''They that stand high have many blasts to shake them,
And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods?
Draw near them then in being merciful.
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''What angel wakes me from my flow'ry bed?''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

I see you what you are, you are too proud;
But if you were the devil, you are fair.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''He is himself alone,
To answer all the city.''

 

[*Sarlaa*]

''Come on, poor babe,
Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens
To be thy nurses. Wolves and bears, they say,
Casting their savageness aside, have done
Like offices of pity.''