All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told; Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold.
William Shakespeare
And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority, To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
William Shakespeare
But mercy is above this sceptered sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute of God himself.
William Shakespeare
If every ducat in six thousand ducats Were in six parts, and every part a ducat I would not draw them. I would have my bond.
William Shakespeare
If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
William Shakespeare
If you repay not on such a day let the forfeit be an equal pound of your fair flesh.
William Shakespeare
I’ll not be made a soft and dull eyed fool!
William Shakespeare
In Belmont is a lady richly left And she is fair.
William Shakespeare
Let me play the fool!
William Shakespeare
Ornament is but the guiled shore to a most dangerous sea.
William Shakespeare
So the may the outward shows be least themselves; The world is still deceived with ornament.
William Shakespeare
That’s certain. I for my part knew the tailor That made the wings she flew withal.
William Shakespeare
The Devil can cite scripture to suit his purpose.
William Shakespeare
The pound of flesh that I demand of him Is dearly bought.
William Shakespeare
The quality of mercy is not strained.
William Shakespeare
There is no vice so simple but assumes some mark of virtue on his outward parts.
William Shakespeare
The villany you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
William Shakespeare
Thus hath the candle singed the moth.
William Shakespeare
Try what my credit can in Venice do To furnish you to Belmont, and fair Portia.
William Shakespeare
You know me well, and herein spend but time To wind about my love with circumstance And out of doubt you do me now more wrong.
William Shakespeare
Young in limbs, in judgement old.
William Shakespeare