William Shakespeare Quotes and its meanings

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

The golden age is before us, not behind us.

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

But men are men the best sometimes forget.

'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.

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

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.

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

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

Death is a fearful thing.

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

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

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

When a father gives to his son, both laugh when a son gives to his father, both cry.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

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

If music be the food of love, play on.

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

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

All the worlds a stage, and the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts.

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

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

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

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

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

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

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.

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

If music be the food of love, play on.

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

Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.

But men are men the best sometimes forget.

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

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

For I can raise no money by vile means.

If music be the food of love, play on.

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

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

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

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

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

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

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

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

Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.

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

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

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

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

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.

This above all; to your own self be true.

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

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

In time we hate that which we often fear.

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.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

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

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

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

This above all; to your own self be true.

All the worlds a stage, and the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts.

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.

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

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.

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.