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William Shakespeare
Men shut their...
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
Source: Timon of Athens, I. ii....
You fools of...
You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies.
Source: Timon of Athens,...
A thousand moral...
A thousand moral paintings I can show
That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's
More pregnantly than...
Our poesy is...
Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes
From whence 'tis nourished.
Source: Timon of...
He that loves...
He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
Source: Timon of Athens,...
We have seen...
We have seen better days.
Source: Timon of Athens, IV. ii. (27).
-- William...
I would I...
I would I could not think it: that thought is bounty's foe;
Being free itself, it thinks all others...
Being of no...
Being of no power to make his wishes good:
His promises fly so beyond his state
That what he speaks is all in...
You undergo too...
You undergo too strict a paradox,
Striving to make an ugly deed look fair:
Your words have took such pains as if...
For bounty, that...
For bounty, that makes gods, does still mar men.
My dearest lord, bless'd, to be most accursed,
Rich, only to be...
I hold the...
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;
A stage where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad...
I never knew...
I never knew so young a body with so old a head.
Source: The Merchant of Venice,...
Here are a...
Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words
That ever blotted paper!
Source: The...
A goodly apple...
A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
For, as thou...
For, as thou urgest justice, be assured
Thou shalt have justice, more than thou...
The villany you...
The villany you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the...
I like not...
I like not fair terms and a villain's mind.
Source: The Merchant of Venice, I. iii....
If to do...
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes'...
How far that...
How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
How many things...
How many things by season seasoned are
To their right praise and true perfection!