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Quotes by William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

How use doth breed a habit in a man!

I do desire we may be better strangers.

Friends Romans countrymen lend me your ears.

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at I am not what I am.

The cunning livery of hell.

Help me Cassius or I sink!

Tis not enough to help the feeble up but to support him after.

He was a man take him for all in all I shall not look upon his like again.

God made him and therefore let him pass for a man.

Men must endure their going hence even as their coming hither ripeness is all.

Every man has his fault and honesty is his.

Ay sir to be honest as this world goes is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.

For Brutus is an honourable man So are they all all honourable men.

Honour pricks me on. Yea but how if honour prick me off when I come on? How then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word.

The miserable have no medicine but hope.

True hope is swift and flies with swallows wings Kings it makes Gods and meaner creatures kings.

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

A jests prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it never in the tongue Of him that makes it.

Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look.

Men are April when they woo December when they wed.