112 Quotes by Shakespeare

Like madness is the glory of this life.

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still.

From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;They are the books, the arts, the academes,That show, contain and nourish all the world.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

Men's eyes were made to look, let them gaze, I will budge for no man's pleasure.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.

This is the very ecstasy of love,Whose violent property fordoes itselfAnd leads the will to desperate undertakingsAs oft as any passion under heavenThat does afflict our natures.

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. Mark the music.