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- A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it. - William Shakespeare, "Love's Labour's Lost", Act 5 scene 2
- And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,
The instruments of darkness tell us truths,
Win us with honest trifles, to betray's
In deepest consequence. - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 1 scene 3
- Yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 1 scene 5
- Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 2 scene 1
- The attempt and not the deed
Confounds us. - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 2 scene 2
- By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks! - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 4 scene 1
- Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 4 scene 1
- Out, damned spot! out, I say!
- William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 5 scene 1
- To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing. - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 5 scene 5
- Lay on, Macduff,
And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!" - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 5 scene 8
- Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win
By fearing to attempt. - William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 1 scene 4
- Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
- William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 2 scene 1
- The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.
- William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 2 scene 2
- The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.
- William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 3 scene 1
- They say, best men are moulded out of faults,
And, for the most, become much more the better
For being a little bad. - William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 5 scene 1
- Truth is truth
To the end of reckoning. - William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 5 scene 1
- What's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine.
- William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure", Act 5 scene 1
- He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.
- William Shakespeare, "Much Ado about Nothing", Act 1 scene 1
- Friendship is constant in all other things
Save in the office and affairs of love:
Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent. - William Shakespeare, "Much Ado about Nothing", Act 2 scene 1
- Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
- William Shakespeare, "Much Ado about Nothing", Act 2 scene 1
- I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I.
- William Shakespeare, "Much Ado about Nothing", Act 3 scene 1
- What a deformed thief this fashion is.
- William Shakespeare, "Much Ado About Nothing", Act III scene iii
- I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 1 scene 1
- I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am, by seeming otherwise. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 2 scene 1
- Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 3 scene 3
- Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 3 scene 3
- He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen,
Let him not know 't, and he's not robb'd at all. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 3 scene 3
- O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 3 scene 3
- O, now, for ever
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!
Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars
That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!
And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats
The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit,
Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone! - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 3 scene 3
- Speak to me as to thy thinkings,
As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts
The worst of words. - William Shakespeare, "Othello", Act 3 scene 3
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