William Shakespeare

I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

Listen to many, speak to a few.

I must be cruel, only to be kind.

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of vipers?

Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, Where death's approach is seen so terrible!

Celebrity is never more admired than by the negligent.

I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none

Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy. But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or season's quality; Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell ... Or say with princes if it shall go well.

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.

Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn

Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse.

O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess!

All thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test; here, afore heaven, I ratify this my rich gift.

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

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

Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.

Good old grandsire ... we shall be joyful of thy company.

A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or, by'r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now I remember me, his name is Falstaff.

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, audacious without impudency, learned without opinion, and strange with-out heresy.