Glendower:I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur:Why, so can I, or so can any man;But will they come when you do call for them?
My crown is in my heart, not on my head, Nor decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: My crown is called content: A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy.
Topics: Happiness, Opportunities, Reality, Gratitude, Blessings, Appreciation, Contentment
To be or not to be, that is the question.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard it seems to me most strange that men should fear seeing that death a necessary end will come when it will come.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
To thine own self be true.
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.
Do you know what a man is? Are not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man?
If all the year were playing holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to work: but when they seldom come, they wished for come, and nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
Topics: Pleasure, One liners, Perspective, Holidays
Jesters do often prove prophets.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, is like a villain with a smiling cheek; a goodly apple rotten at the heart.
Topics: Hypocrisy, Perspective, Argument
This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he
Did that they did in envy of great Caesar.
He only in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world, “This was a man.”
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in a foul oyster.
Thus we play the fool with the time and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to no one.
Hear the meaning within the word.
Doubt that the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt love.
This above all—to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Topics: Courage, Truth, Integrity, Being Ourselves, Individuality
I am in blood
Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go oer.
Be great in act, as you have been in thought.
So farewell—to the little good you bear me.
Farewell? a long farewell to all my greatness!
This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hopes, to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honors thick upon him;
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
And then he falls as I do.
Cowards die many times before their deaths. The valiant never taste of death but once.
In such business
Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th’ ignorant
More learned than the ears.
Whereof whats past is prologue, what to comeIn yours and my discharge.
I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
Joy delights in Joy.
- Graham Greene British Novelist
- Dodie Smith British Novelist
- Dorothy L. Sayers British Novelist
- Richard Brinsley Sheridan Irish-born British Playwright
- Christopher Marlowe English Playwright
- Lawrence Durrell British Biographer
- Edna St. Vincent Millay American Poet
- William Congreve English Playwright
- Colley Cibber English Playwright
- Pietro Aretino Italian Author