William Shakespeare Quotes

1564–1616 England

William Shakespeare (26 April 1564 (baptised) – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist.

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Also known as: Shakespeare, Shakespeare, William, Shakespearean, Shakspeare

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I'll not shed her blood;
Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,
And smooth as monumental alabaster.

Othello (1603)

'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white
Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on.

A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
To pray for them that have done scathe to us.

Richard III (1591)

And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.

Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks.

The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveler apace
To gain the timely inn.

Macbeth (1605)

But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.

Hamlet (1600)

What, is Brutus sick,
And will he steal out of his wholesome bed,
To dare the vile contagion of the night?

Julius Cæsar (1599)

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears
With this abundance of superfluous breath?

King John (1598)

Beauty is brought by judgment of the eye,
Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues.

I charge you by the law,
Whereof you are a well deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment.

O nation miserable,
With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again?

Macbeth (1605)

Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen,
And each hour's joy wrecked with a week of teen.

Richard III (1591)

Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.

The setting sun, and music at the close,
At the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last.

Richard II (1595)

And many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.

A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty.

Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear
As morning roses newly wash'd with dew.

By how much unexpected, by so much
We must awake endeavour for defence;
For courage mounteth with occasion.

King John (1598)

Fate, show thy force; ourselves we do not owe;
What is decreed must be, and be this so.

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: William Shakespeare (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.