Quote

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity

William Shakespeare

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

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
Vile
Quantity
Base
Holding
Dignity
Transpose
Form
Midsummer
Things
Love
Cupid

More quotes by William Shakespeare

Image
My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that color.
William Shakespeare
Image
love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit
William Shakespeare
Image
He doth nothing but talk of his horses.
William Shakespeare
Image
O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!
William Shakespeare
Image
A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers.
William Shakespeare
Image
I swear again, I would not be a queen For all the world.
William Shakespeare
Image
But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise
William Shakespeare
Image
God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.
William Shakespeare
Image
Vice repeated is like the wandering wind, blows dust in others' eyes to spread itself.
William Shakespeare
Image
He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
William Shakespeare
Image
So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.
William Shakespeare
Image
Well-apparel'd April on the heel Of limping Winter treads.
William Shakespeare
Image
Macbeth to Witches: What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth, And yet are on 't?
William Shakespeare
Image
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, where manners ne'er were preached.
William Shakespeare
Image
While we lie tumbling in the hay.
William Shakespeare
Image
You have but mistook me all the while... I live by bread like you, taste grief, feel want, need friends. Conditioned thus how can you call me king?
William Shakespeare
Image
That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence.
William Shakespeare
Image
Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.
William Shakespeare
Image
Temptation: the fiend at my elbow.
William Shakespeare
Image
Yes, faith it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please me.
William Shakespeare