What are the william shakespear's most wonderful quotes?

Question

William shakespear (the poet!)what are his most valued quotes?

Answer 1

"A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain."

"I am not bound to please thee with my answers."

"Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance."

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts... "

Answer 2

It's not exactly clear what Shakespeare was talking about, because there's no background information available for this sonnet. However, if it's somewhat literally interpreted, it sounds as if the person speaking (the man) is unable to control his sexual feelings for the woman and has given up trying, and blames love for "having no conscience" (regrets) in the matter. He tells her he is content to be a prisoner of his body's response to the woman, even though he does not really love her and has little or no intention of making any sort of feelings permanent. In other words, he's a guy, he's turned on, he's not interested in commitment and he says it's because he can't help himself, proving once again that not much has changed in 500 years! :)

Answer 3

Methinks she doth protest too much.

Neither a borrower nor a lender be.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosphy.

Answer 4

Niether a borrower nor a lender be, For loan oft loses itself and friends and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

Answer 5

Giving u some of the Best according to my choice

1.To be or not to be,--that is the question...
2.Et tu, Brute?
3.Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...
4.Out, damned spot!...
5.All the world's a stage...
6.Oh, I am fortune's fool!
7.Then must you speak...Of One that lov'd not wisely
8.Not that I lov'd Caesar less
9.Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow
10.A horse! a horse!
11.What a piece of work is man!
12.Friends, Romans, countrymen...
13.So wise so young, they say do never live long
14.Give me my robe, put on my crown
15.The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
16.I go, and it is done; the bell invites me
17.But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
18.We are such stuff... As dreams are made on
19.My words fly up, my thoughts remain below
20.There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio
21.What's in a name? That which we call a rose
22.The quality of mercy is not strain'd
23.Beware the ides of March
24.Now is the winter of our discontent
25.A plague o' both your houses!
26.I am dying, Egypt, dying
27.Frailty, thy name is woman!
28.Why, then the world's mine oyster
29.If music be the food of love, play on
30.Come, let's away to prison; We two alone will sing
31.Journeys end in lovers meeting
32.The lady doth protest too much, methinks
33.Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look
34.Get thee to a nunn'ry
35.All that glisters is not gold
36.To sleep, perchance to dream
37.Nothing can come of nothing
38.The play's the thing
39.This was the noblest Roman of them all
40.Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't
41.I am constant as the northern star
42.How now? A rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!
43.Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
44.He hath given his empire
45.By the pricking of my thumbs
46.I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano
47.I follow him to serve my turn upon him
48.Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio
49.Eye of newt, and toe of frog
50.O, beware, my lord of jealousy
51.Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
52.My only love sprung from my only hate!
53.The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne
54.Cowards die many times before their deaths
55.Is this a dagger which I see before me
56.I have a kind of alacrity in sinking
57.When beggars die there are no comets seen
58.How poor are they that have not patience!
59.That he's mad, 'tis true, 'tis true 'tis pity
60.Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind
61.The man that hath no music in himself
62.Think you I am no stronger than my sex
63.Be not afraid of greatness
64.What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?
65.Off with his head!
66.Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee
67.And thus I clothe my naked villany
68.When shall we three meet again
69.This was the unkindest cut of all
70.Blow, blow, thou winter wind
71.I come to wive it wealthily in Padua
72.Asses are made to bear, and so are you
73.He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf
74.All the infections that the sun sucks up
75.Let every eye negotiate for itself
76.Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps
77.O, what men dare do!
78.Done to death by slanderous tongue
79.Thou art a votary to fond desire
80.I have no other but a woman's reason
81.O, how this spring of love resembleth
82.That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man
83.Is whispering nothing?
84.Here's ado to lock up honesty
85.What's gone and what's past help
86.When you do dance, I wish you
87.Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie
88.I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you
89.I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes?
90.This thing of darkness

Answer 6

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.

Answer 7

sock it to me, chicken train run'in all day, juliet,juliet, here I are, I like a woman with a slow hand,look'in out my backdoor,pink houses for you and me, lite my fire. There are more but I'm limited here

Answer 8

 Lord, what fools these mortals be! – Upon a midsummer nights dream

 Men are deceivers ever, One foot in the sea and the other on shore, to one thing constant never. – Much ado about nothing

 From this day to the ending of the world, but we in it shall be remembered; We few we happy few, we band of brothers; For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother; be he never so vile. – King Henry the 5th

 I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap and be buried in thy eyes; and moveover I will go with thee to thy uncle’s. – Much ado about nothing.


 No, no, no, no. Come, let’s away to prison/ We two alone will sing like birds in the cage./When thou dost ask me blessing, I’ll kneel down/And ask of thee forgiveness: 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/In a walled prison, packs and sects of great ones/That ebb and flow by the moon./Upon such sacrifices, my Cordillia/The gods themselves throw incense. Have I caught thee?/He that parts us shall bring a brand from heaven /And fire us hence like foxes. Wipe thine eyes /The good years shall devour them, flesh and fell/Ere they shall make us weep; We’ll see ‘em starve first/Come

 If Love be rough with you, you be rough with love. Prick Love for pricking and beat love down.

 My only love sprung from my only hate. Too early seen unknown and known too late.

 I will look to like, if looking liking move, but no more deep will I indart mine eye then you concent give strength to make it fly.

 Oh me, what fray was here, but tell me know for I have heard it all. Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love. Why then oh brawling love oh loving hate oh anything of nothing’s first create.

R: For I have dream and dream tonight
M: and so have I/
R: And what was yours.
M: That dreamers often lie.
R: In bed asleep while they do dream things true.
M Ah, I see that queen Mab hath been with you.



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Answer 9

i loved this one... Et tu Brute? Then fall Caesar..