
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
If you repay not on such a day let the forfeit be an equal pound of your fair flesh.

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

It is a wise father that knows his own child.
William Shakespeare