Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.
William Shakespeare
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
Playwright
Poet
Stage Actor
Writer
Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
Shakespere
Shakespear
Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
Tell
Else
Shrews
Heart
Taming
Concealing
Tongue
Anger
Break
Inspirational
More quotes by William Shakespeare
Besides, our nearness to the King in love Is near the hate of those love not the King.
William Shakespeare
O villains, vipers, dogs, easily won to fawn on any man!
William Shakespeare
Men of few words are the best men. (3.2.41)
William Shakespeare
You speak an infinite deal of nothing.
William Shakespeare
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!
William Shakespeare
My long sickness Of health and living now begins to mend, And nothing brings me all things.
William Shakespeare
The most peerless piece of earth, I think, that e' er the sun shone bright on.
William Shakespeare
What's brave, what's noble, let's do it after the Roman fashion.
William Shakespeare
O, my lord, You said that idle weeds are fast in growth: The prince my brother hath outgrown me far.
William Shakespeare
Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
William Shakespeare
If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.
William Shakespeare
I once did hold it, as our statists do, A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much How to forget that learning but, sir, now It did me yeoman's service.
William Shakespeare
Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir That fair for which love groan'd for and would die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair.
William Shakespeare
Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.
William Shakespeare
Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue but moody and dull melancholy, kinsman to grim and comfortless despair.
William Shakespeare
Perseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.
William Shakespeare
The poorest service is repaid with thanks.
William Shakespeare
It is silliness to live when to live is torment.
William Shakespeare
Though age from folly could not give me freedom, It does from childishness.
William Shakespeare
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits.
William Shakespeare
