There is tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to
fortune; omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in
miseries; on such a full sea we are now afloat; and we must take the current
the clouds folding and unfolding beyond the horizon. when it serves, or lose
Men at sometime are the masters of their fate.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves; we are
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
Men's faults to themselves seldom appear.
They say men are molded out of faults, and for the most, become much more
the better; for being a little bad. [Measure For Measure]
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged,
and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors! There is
betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that sweet aspect of princes, and
their ruin, more pangs and fears than wars or women have, and when he falls,
he falls like Lucifer, never to hope again.
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.
Fearless minds climb soonest into crowns.
In time we hate that which we often fear.
Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed.
The best safety lies in fear.
He that loves to be flattered is worthy of the flatterer.
I will praise any man that will praise me.
Fools and Foolishness
The dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.
The fool thinks himself to be wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that
he shoots his wit.
Lord, what fools these mortals be.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads on to
fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound by shallows and in
misery. [Julius Caesar]
We defy augury. There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it
be now, 'Tis not to come. If it be not to come, it will be now. If it be not
now, yet it will come. The readiness is all.
Friends and Friendship
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul
with hoops of steel, but do not dull thy palm with entertainment of each
new-hatched unfledged comrade.
A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been,
accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.
Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs
Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.
A friend should bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater
than they are.
A walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the
stage, and then is heard no more.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
I have touched the highest point of all my greatness, and from that full
meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good dead in a
Good and Evil
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; the thief doth fear each bush an
Patch grief with proverbs.
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, lies in his bed, walks up and
down with me, puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words.
Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself are much condemned to have an itching
The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness
thrust upon them. [Twelfth Night]
In my stars I am above thee, but be not afraid of greatness. Some are born
great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness ;thrust upon em.
He is not great who is not greatly good.
Be not afraid of greatness; some are born great, some achieve greatness, and
others have greatness thrust upon them.
I hate ingratitude more in a person; than lying, vainness, babbling,
drunkenness, or, any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our
frail blood. [Twelfth Night]
He receives comfort like cold porridge.
There is no darkness, but ignorance.
'Tis mad idolatry To make the service greater than the god.
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty,
in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel,
in apprehension how like a god -- the beauty of the world, the paragon of
My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.
The miserable have no other medicine but only hope.
Why should honor outlive honestly? [Orthello]
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.
People usually are the happiest at home.
History and Historians
There is a history in all men's lives.
Heroes and Heroism
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to
live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted. [Henry Iv]
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
Oppose not rage while rage is in its force, but give it way a while and let
I had rather have a fool make me merry, than experience make me sad.
But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's
How use doth breed a habit in man!
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
Much Ado About Nothing.
I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying
No legacy is so rich as honestly.
Though this be madness, yet there is method in it. [Hamlet]
O sleep, O gentle sleep, nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee,
that thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down and steep my senses in
Intelligence and Intellectuals
It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the
darkest clouds, so honor peereth in the meanest habit.''
I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapor of a dungeon than keep a
corner in the thing I love for others uses.
Jokes and Jokers
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most
excellent fancy. Where be your jibes now, your gambols, your songs, your
flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Judgment and Judges
My salad days, when I was green in judgment.
Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice.
The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, may have in the sworn twelve a
thief or two guiltier than him they try.
Time is the justice that examines all offenders. [As You Like It]
Kisses and Kissing
He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous
smack that at the parting all the church did echo.
Own more than thou showest, speak less than thou knowest.
It was Greek to me.
Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.
Law and Lawyers
The first thing we do, lets kill the lawyers.
My library was dukedom large enough.
Life and Death
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport.
Life and Living
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.
Life… It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying
Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but
reserve thy judgment.
Losers and Losing
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress
When love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony. [Julius
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling
in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it
else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
To say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.
They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never
did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for
Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
We that are true lovers run into strange capers.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women
cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.
Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my King, He would not in
mine age have left me naked to mine enemies.
This is the monstrosity in love, lady, that the will is infinite and the
execution confined; that the desire is boundless, and the act a slave to
The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of
sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. The motions of
his spirit are dull as night, and his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such
man be trusted.
Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and
A miser grows rich by seeming poor. An extravagant man grows poor by seeming
We wound our modesty and make foul the clearness of our deservings, when of
ourselves we publish them.
Lord Bacon told Sir Edward Coke when he was boasting, The less you speak of
your greatness, the more shall I think of it.
Modern and Modernism
For we which now behold these present days have eyes to wonder, but lack
tongues to praise.
Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, and thou art wedded to calamity.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone is the next way to draw new
Misers and Misery
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
'Tis the mind that makes the body rich.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love
which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
Men and Women
He is half of a blessed man. Left to be finished by such as she; and she a
fair divided excellence, whose fullness of perfection lies in him.
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of
things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought And with old woes new
wail my dear time's waste. Then can I drown an eye (unused to flow) For
precious friends hid in death's dateless night, and weep afresh love's long
since cancelled woe, and moan the expense of many a vanished sight. Then can
I grieve at grievances foregone, and heavily from woe to woe tell over the
sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, all losses are restored and
By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
Report me and my cause aright.
Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age
in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.
The world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not
think I should live till I were married.
Manhood is melted into courtesies, valor into compliment, and men are only
turned into tongue, and trim ones, too.
O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven! Keep me in temper. I would not