Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.
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
Tongue
Whose
Name
Blisters
Honest
Tongues
Names
Tyrant
Thought
Tyrants
Sole
Tyranny
More quotes by William Shakespeare
These blessed candles of the night.
William Shakespeare
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle that's curded by the frost from purest snow.
William Shakespeare
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
William Shakespeare
Nature's tears are reason's merriment.
William Shakespeare
Too much to know is to know nought but fame And every godfather can give a name.
William Shakespeare
To do a great right do a little wrong.
William Shakespeare
Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity.
William Shakespeare
Make use of time, let not advantage slip.
William Shakespeare
Base is the slave that pays.
William Shakespeare
Better three hours too soon, than one hour to late.
William Shakespeare
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare
Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.
William Shakespeare
Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.
William Shakespeare
O call not me to justify the wrong, That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue, Use power with power, and slay me not by art.
William Shakespeare
Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care.
William Shakespeare
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground.
William Shakespeare
Love's not love When it is mingled with regards that stand Aloof from th' entire point.
William Shakespeare
Haply a woman's voice may do some good When articles too nicely urged be stood on.
William Shakespeare
The moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven.
William Shakespeare
Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair, Playing in the wanton air: Through the velvet leaves the wind, All unseen can passage find That the lover, sick to death, Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
William Shakespeare
