William Shakespeare Lawyers Quotes

Some falls are means the happier to arise. ~ William Shakespeare

You know who you are, but know not who you could be. ~ William Shakespeare

Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise. ~ William Shakespeare

ALCIBIADES: How came the noble Timon to this change?
TIMON: As the moon does, by wanting light to give:
But then renew I could not, like the moon;
There were no suns to borrow of. ~ William Shakespeare

That you do love me, I am nothing jealous. ~ William Shakespeare

His worst fault is, he's given to prayer; he is something peevish that way. ~ William Shakespeare

Unless the old adage must be verified, That beggars mounted, run their horse to death. ~ William Shakespeare

I am not in the giving vein today. ~ William Shakespeare

His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. He is indeed a horse ... ~ William Shakespeare

And be these juggling fiends no more believed, (20) That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. ~ William Shakespeare

He kiss'd, –the last of many doubled kisses, –this orient pearl. ~ William Shakespeare

In brief, sir, study what you most affect. ~ William Shakespeare

One beautiful heart is better than thousand beautiful faces. So choose people having beautiful hearts rather than faces! ~ William Shakespeare

For as a surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings, Or as tie heresies that men do leave Are hated most of those they did deceive, So thou, my surfeit and my heresy, Of all be hated, but the most of me! ~ William Shakespeare

A hit, a very palpable hit. ~ William Shakespeare

good alone
Is good without a name, vileness is so ~ William Shakespeare

Cletus Byron Winston, you are being rude." I might have my own less than glowing thoughts about my father, but he was my father.

He opened his mouth to respond, then snapped it shut and did a double take, his eyes narrowing on me. "First of all, how do you know my middle name?"

"Your momma used to use it when you were naughty, when you boys would help her shelve books in the library. 'Cletus Byron! Stop stuffing Astrophysics Monthly down your pants!'"

Cletus grinned. Then he chuckled. His eyes lost some of their zealous focus as he pushed away from the tree and strolled closer. "Oh yeah. She did, didn't she?"

"I felt sorry for Billy, though." I scooched to one side as he sat down. "His name always confused everyone, like your momma was trying to talk to Shakespeare's ghost. 'William Shakespeare, would you please stop Beauford from pulling down his pants in front of the girls?'"

Cletus laughed harder, leaning backward and holding his stomach. "I remember that. How old was Beau?"

"He was ten. He was trying to show us his new Tarzan underwear. I don't think he meant any harm."

"He sure did love that underwear." Cletus nodded and he scratched his beard. "I'm going to have to find him some Tarzanunderwear in adult size."

"So you can torture him about it?"

He pretended to be shocked by my accusation. "Certainly not. I don't torture my siblings."

"Yeah, right." I gave him my ~ Penny Reid

Fie, fie, how frantically I square my talk! ~ William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare is arguably the greatest writer of all time. He has a mediocre 3.7 average on Goodreads. ~ Matt Haig

I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation
Prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king
And queen moult no feather. I have of late--but
Wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all
Custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily
With my disposition that this goodly frame, the
Earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most
Excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave
O'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted
With golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to
Me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!
How infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
Express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
In apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
World! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
What is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
Me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling
You seem to say so. ~ William Shakespeare

O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess! ~ William Shakespeare

In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard of monstrous lust the due and just reward; In Pericles, his queen, and daughter, seen, Although assailed with fortune fierce and keen, Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crowned with joy at last. ~ William Shakespeare

Then must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well,
Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought,
Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,
Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away
Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes,
Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees
Their medicinable gum. Set you down this,
And say besides that in Aleppo once,
Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk
Beat a Venetian and traduced the state,
I took by th' throat the circumcised dog
And smote him thus. ~ William Shakespeare

I dote on his very absence. ~ William Shakespeare

I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire,
But qualify the fire's extreme rage,
Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. ~ William Shakespeare

DEMETRIUS
... do I not in plainest truth
Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?
HELENA
And even for that do I love you the more. ~ William Shakespeare

O Prosperina,
For the flowers now that, frighted, thou let'st fall
From Dis's wagon; daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty; violets dim,
But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes
Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses,
That die unmarried, ere they can behold
Bright Phoebus in his strength
a malady
Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and
The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds,
The flower-de-luce being one. ~ William Shakespeare

Time's the king of men; he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave. ~ William Shakespeare

My lord, wise men ne'er wail their present woes, But presently prevent the ways to wail.174 ~ William Shakespeare

Throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault:
Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
And finish all foul thoughts. ~ William Shakespeare

And he goes through life, his mouth open, and his mind closed. ~ William Shakespeare

The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness
And time to speak it in. You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster. ~ William Shakespeare

Look, how this ring encompasseth finger.
Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;
Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
Was ever woman in this humour won?
I'll have her; but I will not keep her long. ~ William Shakespeare

Alas, that they are so!
To die even when they to perfection grow! ~ William Shakespeare

The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it. ~ William Shakespeare

But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear boy,
Nature and Fortune join'd to make thee great:
Of Nature's gifts thou mayst with lilies boast,
And with the half-blown rose; but Fortune, O! ~ William Shakespeare

I will have thee, as our rarer monsters are, painted upon a pole,and underwrit: Here you may see the tyrant, Macbeth ~ William Shakespeare

Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent. ~ William Shakespeare

This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange
That even our loves should with our fortunes change,
For 'tis a question left us yet to prove,
Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love. ~ William Shakespeare

Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce. ~ William Shakespeare

But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun. ~ William Shakespeare

LANCE (to the audience) Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping. All the kind of the Lances have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives. My mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a ~ William Shakespeare

Come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy, That one short minute gives me in her sight ~ William Shakespeare

I must become a borrower of the night. ~ William Shakespeare

Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself
Upon thy wicked dam ~ William Shakespeare

The pleached bower,
Where honeysuckles ripened by the sun
Forbid the sun to enter, like favorites
Made proud by princes, that advance their pride
Against that power that bred it. ~ William Shakespeare

They say miracles are past. ~ William Shakespeare

Sin will pluck on sin. ~ William Shakespeare