Tis in my memory lock'd,And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
Thou shalt be freeAs mountain winds: but then exactly doAll points of my command.
Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,Love can transpose to form and dignity.Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.Nor hath Love's mind of any...
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.
The quality of mercy is not strained.It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath. It is twice blessed:It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.'Tis mightiest in the mightiest...
The fine purple cloaks, the holiday garments, elsewhere signs of gayety of mind, are stained with blood and bordered with black. Throughout a stern discipline, the axe ready for every suspicion of tre...
The breaking of so great a thing should makeA greater crack: the round worldShould have shook lions into civil streets,And citizens to their dens.
Take it in what sense thou wilt.
Stars hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires: The eyes wink at the hand; yet let that be which the eye fears, when it is done, to see
So quick bright things come to confusion.
So many horrid Ghosts.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt,It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
She dreams of him that has forgot her love;You dote on her that cares not for your love.'Tis pity love should be so contrary;And thinking of it makes me cry 'alas!
Rude am I in my speech, And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace.
Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight.Mercutio: And so did I.Romeo: Well, what was yours?Mercutio: That dreamers often lie.Romeo: In bed asleep while they do dream things true.
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
POLONIUS: What do you read, my lord?HAMLET: Words, words, words.
Out, damned spot! out, I say!