To do a great right do a little wrong.

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

If music be the food of love, play on.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

No legacy is so rich as honesty.

There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

I was adored once too.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.

Brevity is the soul of wit.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

My pride fell with my fortunes.

When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.

What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god.

Boldness be my friend.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.

No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.

The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.

They do not love that do not show their love.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Men's vows are women's traitors!

Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.

Let no such man be trusted.

God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

But men are men; the best sometimes forget.

Neither a borrower nor a lender be.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.