William Shakespeare

O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete,

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.

Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school; and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used; and, contrary to the …

The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.

The fox barks not, when he would steal the lamb.

She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd; She is a woman, therefore to be won.

Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.

Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!

How use doth breed a habit in a man!

Is she not passing fair?

I was in love with my bed.

Good frend for Jesus sake forbeare To digg the dust encloased heare Blese be the man that spares these stones And curst be he that moves my bones

I gyve unto my wief my second best bed with the furniture

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care

On a day — alack the day! — Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air

That deep torture may be called a hell, When more is felt than one hath power to tell.

Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light.

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade The eyes of men without an orator.

What cannot be eschewed must be embraced

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet;

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.