More from As You Like It
- All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their enterances, And one man in his time plays many parts. Act II, sc.7
- If thou remember'st not the slighest folly That ever love did make thee run into, Thou hast not lov'd Act 2, Scene IV
- My age is as a lusty winter, frosty, but kindly. Act II, sc. 3.
- Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in the stones, and good in every thing. Act II, sc.1.
- Your 'if' is the only peace-maker; much virtue in 'if.' Act 5, scene IV
Last reviewed 2026-07-06