GLOUCESTER: Is 't not the king?
LEAR: Ay, every inch a king.
King Lear, IV, vi
LEAR: But to the girdle do the gods
inherit,
Beneath is all the fiends'.
King Lear, IV, vi
LEAR: There's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie, fie, fie! pah, pah!
King Lear, IV, vi
GLOUCESTER: O, let me kiss that hand!
LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.
King Lear, IV, vi
LEAR: There thou mightst behold the great image of authority: a dog's obeyed in office.
King Lear, IV, vi
LEAR: Through tatter'd clothes small vices do
appear;
Robes and furr'd gowns hide all.
King Lear, IV, vi
LEAR: When we are born, we cry that we are
come
To this great stage of fools.
King Lear, IV, vi
LEAR: You do me wrong to take me out o' the
grave.
Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.
King Lear, IV, vii
LEAR: I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
King Lear, IV, vii
LEAR: You must bear with me.
King Lear, IV, vii
LEAR: Come, let's away to prison:
We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:
When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,
And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,
Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out;
And take upon's the mystery of things,
As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out,
In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones,
That ebb and flow by the moon.
King Lear, V, iii
EDMUND: Know thou this, that men are as the time is.
King Lear, V, iii
EDGAR: The gods are just, and of our pleasant
vices
Make instruments to plague us.
King Lear, V, iii
EDMUND: The wheel is come full circle.
King Lear, V, iii
LEAR: Howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of
stones:
Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so
That heaven's vault should crack.
King Lear, V, iii
LEAR: Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
King Lear, V, iii
KENT: All's cheerless, dark, and deadly.
King Lear, V, iii
LEAR: And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no
life!
Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life,
And thou no breath at all?
King Lear, V, iii
KENT: Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He
hates him
That would upon the rack of this tough world
Stretch him out longer.
King Lear, V, iii
EDGAR: He is gone, indeed.
KENT: The wonder is, he hath endured so long.
King Lear, V, iii
ANTONY: There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, i
ANTONY: Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide
arch
Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, i
ANTONY: Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth
alike
Feeds beast as man.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, i
ANTONY: Let's not confound the time with
conference harsh:
There's not a minute of our lives should stretch
Without some pleasure now.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, i
CHARMIAN: Is't you, sir, that know things?
SOOTHSAYER: In nature's infinite book of
secrecy
A little I can read.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, ii
CHARMIAN: Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better than I, where would you choose it?
IRAS: Not in my husband's nose.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, ii
MESSENGER: The nature of bad news infects the teller.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, ii
ANTONY: Who tells me true, though in his tale
lie death,
I hear him as he flatter'd.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, ii
ANTONY: There's a great spirit gone! Thus did
I desire it:
What our contempt doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, ii
CLEOPATRA: Eternity was in our lips and
eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor,
But was a race of heaven.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, iii
LEPIDUS: I must not think there are
Evils enow to darken all his goodness:
His faults in him seem as the spots of heaven,
More fiery by night's blackness.
Antony and Cleopatra, I, iv
CLEOPATRA: My salad days,
When I was green in judgment: cold in blood,
To say as I said then!
Antony and Cleopatra, I, v
LEPIDUS: 'Tis not a time for private stomaching.
ENOBARBUS: Every time serves for the matter that is then born in't.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
LEPIDUS: But small to greater matters must give way.
ENOBARBUS: Not if the small come first.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
LEPIDUS: Your speech is passion; but pray you stir no embers up.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
ANTONY: Three kings I had newly feasted, and
did want
Of what I was i' the morning ...
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
AGRIPPA: Truths would be tales,
Where now half-tales be truths.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
ENOBARBUS: It beggar'd all description.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
ENOBARBUS: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
ENOBARBUS: Other women cloy
The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies; for vilest things
Become themselves in her: that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, ii
MESSENGER: But yet, madam--
CLEOPATRA: I do not like "But yet," it does
allay
The good precedence.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, v
CLEOPATRA: "But yet" is as a gaoler to bring
forth
Some monstrous malefactor.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, v
CHARMIAN: Good madam, keep yourself within yourself; the man is innocent.
CLEOPATRA: Some innocents 'scape not the thunderbolt.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, v
LEPIDUS: What manner o' thing is your crocodile?
ANTONY: It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, and moves with its own organs: it lives by that which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of it, it transmigrates.
Antony and Cleopatra, II, vii
ANTONY: Her tongue will not obey her heart,
nor can
Her heart inform her tongue, -- the swan's-down feather,
That stands upon the swell at full of tide,
And neither way inclines.
Antony and Cleopatra, III, ii
OCTAVIUS: I have eyes upon him,
And his affairs come to me on the wind.
Antony and Cleopatra, III, vi
SCARUS: We have kiss'd away kingdoms and provinces.
Antony and Cleopatra, III, x
ENOBARBUS: Now he'll outstare the lightning.
To be furious,
Is to be frighted out of fear; and in that mood
The dove will peck the estridge.
Antony and Cleopatra, III, xiii
ENOBARBUS: I see still,
A diminution in our captain's brain
Restores his heart: when valour preys on reason,
It eats the sword it fights with.
Antony and Cleopatra, III, xiii
OCTAVIUS: The time of universal peace is near.
Antony and Cleopatra, IV, vi
CLEOPATRA: Wishers were ever fools.
Antony and Cleopatra, IV, xv
CLEOPATRA: Noblest of men, woo't die?
Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide
In this dull world, which in thy absence is
No better than a sty?
Antony and Cleopatra, IV, xv
CLEOPATRA: Let's do it after the high Roman
fashion,
And make death proud to take us.
Antony and Cleopatra, IV, xv
DERCETAS: I say, O Caesar, Antony is dead.
OCTAVIUS CAESAR: The breaking of so great a
thing should make
A greater crack: the round world
Should have shook lions into civil streets,
And citizens to their dens. The death of Antony
Is not a single doom; in the name lay
A moiety of the world.
Antony and Cleopatra, V, i
IRAS: Finish, good lady; the bright day is
done,
And we are for the dark.
Antony and Cleopatra, V, ii
CLEOPATRA: Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus
there,
That kills and pains not?
CLOWN: Truly, I have him: but I would not be the party that should desire you to touch him, for his biting is immortal; those that do die of it do seldom or never recover.
Antony and Cleopatra, V, ii
CLEOPATRA: Give me my robe, put on my crown; I
have
Immortal longings in me.
Antony and Cleopatra, V, ii
OCTAVIUS: But she looks like sleep,
As she would catch another Antony
In her strong toil of grace.
Antony and Cleopatra, V, ii
FIRST WITCH: When shall we three meet
again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
SECOND WITCH: When the hurlyburly's
done,
When the battle's lost and won.
Macbeth, I, i
WITCHES: Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Macbeth, I, i
SERGEANT: Doubtful it stood;
As two spent swimmers, that do cling together
And choke their art.
Macbeth, I, ii
FIRST WITCH: "Give me," quoth I:
"Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Macbeth, I, iii
FIRST WITCH: Her husband's to Aleppo gone,
master o' the Tiger:
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.
Macbeth, I, iii
FIRST WITCH: I'll drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid:
Weary se'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tost.
Macbeth, I, iii
WITCHES: The weird sisters, hand in
hand,
Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about:
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
And thrice again, to make up nine.
Peace! the charm's wound up.
Macbeth, I, iii
MACBETH: So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Macbeth, I, iii
BANQUO: What are these
So wither'd and so wild in their attire,
That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
And yet are on't?
Macbeth, I, iii
BANQUO: If you can look into the seeds of
time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not,
Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
Your favours nor your hate.
Macbeth, I, iii
BANQUO: The earth hath bubbles, as the water
has,
And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd?
MACBETH: Into the air; and what seem'd
corporal melted
As breath into the wind. Would they had stay'd!
Macbeth, I, iii
BANQUO: Were such things here as we do speak
about?
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?
Macbeth, I, iii
MACBETH: The thane of Cawdor lives: why do you
dress me
In borrow'd robes?
Macbeth, I, iii
BANQUO: And oftentimes, to win us to our
harm,
The instruments of darkness tell us truths,
Win us with honest trifles, to betray's
In deepest consequence.
Macbeth, I, iii