November 21, 2024
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Authors
William Shakespeare
6 quotations found:
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy
Source: Hamlet I.v.166-7
Source: Hamlet I.v.166-7
This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
Source: Richard III, Act ii Sc. 1
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
Source: Richard III, Act ii Sc. 1
This thing of darkness I acknowledge mine.
Source: Prospero, "The Tempest" 5.1.275-6
Date: 2001
Source: Prospero, "The Tempest" 5.1.275-6
Date: 2001
If at home, sir,
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter;
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, statesman all.
He makes a July's day short as December,
And with is varying childness cures in me
Thoughts that would thick my blood.
Source: The Winter's Tale I.ii.165.171; spoken by Polixenes, the King of Bohemia, regarding his son
Date: 2001
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter;
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, statesman all.
He makes a July's day short as December,
And with is varying childness cures in me
Thoughts that would thick my blood.
Source: The Winter's Tale I.ii.165.171; spoken by Polixenes, the King of Bohemia, regarding his son
Date: 2001
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps forth in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time
And our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard not more: It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing
Source: Macbeth V
Date: 2001
Creeps forth in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time
And our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard not more: It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing
Source: Macbeth V
Date: 2001
She was false as water.
Source: Othello; Othello, the Moore of Venice, Act 5, Scene 2
Date: 2006
Source: Othello; Othello, the Moore of Venice, Act 5, Scene 2
Date: 2006