Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will.
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
Nature
Custom
Customs
Holds
Shame
More quotes by William Shakespeare
Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine, Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state, Makes me with thy strength to communicate.
William Shakespeare
The worm is not to be trusted.
William Shakespeare
There is nothing but roguery to be found in villainous men.
William Shakespeare
Fear no more the heat o' th' sun Nor the furious winters' rages Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
William Shakespeare
My love admits no qualifying dross
William Shakespeare
One woman is fair, yet I am well another is wise, yet I am well another virtuous, yet I am well but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.
William Shakespeare
Good wombs have borne bad sons. -- (Miranda, I:2)
William Shakespeare
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
William Shakespeare
Every true man's apparel fits your thief.
William Shakespeare
He kills her in her own humor.
William Shakespeare
A good wit will make use of anything.
William Shakespeare
Why, thou owest god a death.
William Shakespeare
There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased, The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
William Shakespeare
A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent--sweet, not lasting The perfume and suppliance of a minute No more.
William Shakespeare
Use almost can change the stamp of nature.
William Shakespeare
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot Follow your spirit: and upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England and Saint George!
William Shakespeare
To you your father should be as a god One that composed your beauties, yea, and one To whom you are but as a form in wax, By him imprinted, and within his power To leave the figure or disfigure it.
William Shakespeare
How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!
William Shakespeare
He says, he loves my daughter I think so too for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water, as he'll stand and read, As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, I think, there is not half a kiss to choose, Who loves another best.
William Shakespeare
Tax not so bad a voice to slander music any more than once.
William Shakespeare
