William Shakespeare Art Quotes: top 90 famous quotes about William Shakespeare Art

William Shakespeare Art Quotes & Sayings

Happy to read and share the best inspirational William Shakespeare Art quotes, sayings and quotations on Wise Famous Quotes.

I sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright
Who art cold as Hel, as dark as night — William Shakespeare

Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood. — William Shakespeare

Sir Toby Belch: "Dost think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?" (Twelfth Night) — William Shakespeare

If thou art rich, thou art poor; for, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, thou bearest thy heavy riches but a journey, and death unloads thee. — William Shakespeare

Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;
Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. — William Shakespeare

Against an oath; the truth thou art unsure. — William Shakespeare

In thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine, For thou art all, and all things else are thine. — William Shakespeare

Prince, thou art
sad. Get thee a wife, get thee a wife. There is no staff more
reverend than one tipped with horn. — William Shakespeare

I have heard it said
There is an art which in their piedness shares
With great creating nature. — William Shakespeare

Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy, to comfort thee, though thou art banished. Friar Lawrence to Romeo. — William Shakespeare

Wherefore art thou, Romeo? — William Shakespeare

Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool
Art thou, to break into this woman's mood,
Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own! — William Shakespeare

true apothecary thy drugs art quick — William Shakespeare

In scorn of nature, art gave lifeless life. — William Shakespeare

So. Lie there, my art. — William Shakespeare

O, she's warm!
If this be magic, let it be an art
Lawful as eating. — William Shakespeare

O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint. — William Shakespeare

O, spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou! — William Shakespeare

Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long / To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? — William Shakespeare

Doubtful it stood, as two spent swimmers that do cling together and choke their art. — William Shakespeare

Merely, thou art death's fool,
For him thou labor'st by thy flight to shun,
And yet run'st toward him still. — William Shakespeare

The object of Art is to give life a shape. — William Shakespeare

Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? — 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

Affliction is enamoured of thy parts,
And thou art wedded to calamity. — William Shakespeare

Art thou afraid to be the same in act and valor as thou art in desire — William Shakespeare

Romeo, Romeo. Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. — William Shakespeare

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing. — William Shakespeare

Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair
To be death's conquest and make worms thine heir. — William Shakespeare

More matter with less art.60 — William Shakespeare

I want that glib and oily art to speak and purpose not, since what I well intend, I'll do't before I speak. — William Shakespeare

Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt. — William Shakespeare

Less art, more matter — William Shakespeare

Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine. — William Shakespeare

More matter with less art. — William Shakespeare

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

Thou art a very ragged Wart. — William Shakespeare

What e'er thou art, act well thy part. — William Shakespeare

O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven — William Shakespeare

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime. — William Shakespeare

Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,/ Wherein the ... enemy does much. — William Shakespeare

Thou art all the comfort,
The Gods will diet me with. — William Shakespeare

O Ceremony, show me but thy worth? What is thy soul of adoration? Art thou aught else but place, degree, and form, Creating awe and fear in other men? — William Shakespeare

Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,
A good mouth-filling oath. — William Shakespeare

Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell. — William Shakespeare

Thou art a votary to fond desire — William Shakespeare

Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be relieved by prayer — William Shakespeare

I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance. — William Shakespeare

Madman, thou errest. I say, there is no darkness but ignorance, in which thou art more puzzled than the Egyptians in their fog. — William Shakespeare

Or art thou but / A dagger of the mind, a false creation, / Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? — William Shakespeare

Thou art very Trinculo indeed! How cam'st thou to be seize of this moon calf? Can he vent Trinculos? — William Shakespeare

Thou art a slave, whom fortune's tender arm
With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog. — William Shakespeare

I have not art to reckon my groans, but that I love thee best, oh, most best, believe it. — William Shakespeare

Truly thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side. — William Shakespeare

Thou art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most lov'd, despis'd! Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon. — William Shakespeare

Sit down: thou art no flatterer:
I thank thee for it; and heaven forbid
That kings should let their ears hear their
faults hid! — William Shakespeare

Art made tongue-tied by authority. — William Shakespeare

And what art thou, thou idol Ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? — William Shakespeare

My cousin's a fool, and thou art another. — William Shakespeare

Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful — William Shakespeare

But thou art all my art, and dost advance
As high as learning my rude ignorance. — William Shakespeare

O thou weed, Who art so lovely fair, and smell'st so sweet, — William Shakespeare

Fight valiantly to-day; and yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it, for thou art framed of the firm truth of valor. — William Shakespeare

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. — William Shakespeare

How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath
To say to me that thou art out of breath? — William Shakespeare

For where thou art, there is the world itself,
With every several pleasure in the world,
And where thou art not, desolation. — William Shakespeare

Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere — William Shakespeare

O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.-Helena — William Shakespeare

Thou art the thing itself: unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor bare, forked animal as thou art. — William Shakespeare

The hate I bear thee can afford no better term then this: thou art a villian. — William Shakespeare

The art of our necessities is strange
That can make vile things precious. — William Shakespeare

Thou art the Mars of malcontents. — William Shakespeare

We understand not one another: I am too courtly, and thou art too cunning. At — William Shakespeare

Discuss unto me: art thou officer, Or art thou base, common, and popular? — William Shakespeare

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. . . . — William Shakespeare

Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st. — William Shakespeare

A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences. — William Shakespeare

O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason ! — William Shakespeare

Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor-John. — William Shakespeare

OH ROMEO. THOU ART ROMEO. WILL YOU MARRY ME. THOU ART ROMEO. — William Shakespeare

O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the hearts of desperate men! — William Shakespeare

Speak, what trade art thou?
Why, sir, a carpenter.
Where is thy leather apron and thy rule?
What does thou with thy best apparel on? — William Shakespeare

Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude. — William Shakespeare

Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy laws my services are bound...

{His second motto, from King Lear by Shakespeare} — Carl Friedrich Gauss

What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death. — William Shakespeare

thou art the best o' the cut-throats — William Shakespeare

The great assay of art, but at his touch - Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand - — William Shakespeare

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible to feelings as to sight? — William Shakespeare

Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest. — William Shakespeare

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. — William Shakespeare