Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
GLOUCESTER: I do not know that Englishman alive With whom my soul is any jot at odds, More than the infant that is born to-night: I thank my God for my humility.
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
Alive
Born
Gloucester
Night
Englishman
Soul
Englishmen
Infant
Odds
Thank
Humility
More quotes by William Shakespeare
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
William Shakespeare
If ever (as that ever may be near) you meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy, then shall you know the wounds invisible that love's keen, arrows make.
William Shakespeare
Men have marble, women waxen, minds.
William Shakespeare
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.
William Shakespeare
Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black, and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
William Shakespeare
By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.
William Shakespeare
Thy food is such As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.
William Shakespeare
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.
William Shakespeare
Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.
William Shakespeare
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry.
William Shakespeare
Weep I cannot But my heart bleeds.
William Shakespeare
Delivers in such apt and gracious words that aged ears play truant at his tales And younger hearings are quite ravished So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
William Shakespeare
For a noble heart, the most precious gift becomes poor, when the giver stops loving.
William Shakespeare
The day shall not be up so soon as I, To try the fair adventure of tomorrow.
William Shakespeare
How much salt water thrown away in waste/ To season love, that of it doth not taste.
William Shakespeare
As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion Our worser genius can, shall never melt Mine honour into lust, to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd Or Night kept chain'd below.
William Shakespeare
O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world.
William Shakespeare
I am a feather for each wind that blows
William Shakespeare
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
William Shakespeare
But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
William Shakespeare