William Shakespeare Quotes - Page 99 | Just Great DataBase

الرجل الذي يُسرق فيبتسم ينتقص شيئا من السارق، أما الذي يحزن بلا طائل فهو سارق نفسه

A contract of eternal bond of love,   Confirmed by mutual joinder of your hands,   Attested by the holy close of lips,   Strengthened by interchangement of your rings,   And all the ceremony of this compact   Sealed in my function, by my testimony;

Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat and slips of yew Slivered in the moon’s eclipse, Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips, (30) Finger of birth-strangled babe Ditch-delivered by a drab, Make the gruel thick and slab. Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron, For the ingredients of our cauldron.

Rouse him:—make after him, poison his delight, Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy, Yet throw such changes of vexation

Madman, thou errest. I say, there is no darkness but ignorance, in which thou art more puzzled than the Egyptians in their fog.

The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon! Where got’st thou that goose look?

Not I; I must be found;My parts, my title, and my perfect soul,Shall manifest me rightly.

was yet of many accounted beautiful.

Ponedle puertas al ingenio femenino y saldrá por la ventana; cerradla y saldrá por el ojo de la cerradura; tapadlo y saldrá con el humo de la chimenea

I have done no harm. But I remember now I am in this earthly world, where to do harm is often laudable, to do good sometime accounted dangerous folly.

jealous souls need no evidence. They aren't jealous because of a reason, but merely because they are jealous people. Jealousy is a monster that gives birth to itself.

Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds Rather than make unprofited return.

Omittance is no quittance.

لنمض ولنخدع العالم بمظهرنا . فالضمير الكاذب يلزمه ان يخفيه الوجه الكاذب.

there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service, Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each second Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself Whether I in any just term

Love thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers.

ما الحب إلا خيال وجنون, وإني لأنبئك بأن المحب يستحق أن يلقى به في غرفة مظلمة ويجلد بالسوط شأن المجانين, وأما السبب في أن المحبين لا يعاقبون على هذا النحو ولا يشفون من علتهم فهو أن الجنون أصبح شيئا مألوفا حتى ليبتلي به الضاربون بالسياط أنفسهم.

[...] - What are these,So withered, and so wild in their attire,That look not like th'inhabitants o'th' earthAnd yet are on't? - Live you, or are you aughtThat man may question? You seem to understand me,By each at once her choppy finger layingUpon her skinny lips. You should be women,And yet your beards forbid me to interpretThat you are so.

O thou weed, Who art so lovely fair, and smell'st so sweet,

     M.O.A. I. doth sway my life.