Quotes by William Shakespeare

Sweet are the uses of adversity, 
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; 
And this our life, exempt from human haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, 
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
I would not change it

They do not love that do not show their love.

Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both!

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.

O, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From the world-wearied flesh

That strain again! It had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet as it was before.

I prithee gentle friend,
Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passions, sway
In this uncivil and unjust extent
Against thy peace.

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players.

Words, words, words.