What is your all time favorite quote(or quotes, if you're like me and could almost never decide on just one) from any work by William Shakespeare?
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What is your all time favorite quote(or quotes, if you're like me and could almost never decide on just one) from any work by William Shakespeare?
That's difficult.
I wiould say my favourite quote is:
"What need one." From King Lear.
Too hard!!!!!!! Um..... probably
"Are you like the painting of a sorrow, A face without a heart?" (Hamlet)
Not really sure why I like that one so much, but it just has some kind of satisfactory finality at the end of it.
I like that,Lioness!
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all 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 no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-Macbeth Act 5, scene 5
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt in your philosophy."
Hamlet, of course. Act 1, Scene 5.
"Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires:
The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be,
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see."
From Macbeth act 1, scene 4.
"O that he were here to write me down an ***!
But masters, remember that I am an ***."
Act IV Scene ii
"There 's daggers in men's smiles".
Macbeth
(Act II, Scene III).
Oooh I thought of another one from Hamlet:
"Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears"
I tend to look on that one in a more cynical way: that Laertes is merely using the death of his sister to further his own ends; he cannot even bring himself to cry for her.
The hypocrisy of the brother who claims to care about you, but couldn't actually care less, is resonating quite strongly with me at the moment :mad:
Tough one. I think it's a tie between:
"We are oft to blame in this, 'tis too much prov'd,
That with devotion's visage and pious
Action, we do sugar o'er the devil himself."
-Hamlet. Act 3, Scene 1. Polonius.
And ...
"But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture,
Tell them God bids us do good for evil.
And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With odd old ends stol'n from holy writ
And seem a saint when most I play the dev'l."
-Richard III. Act 1, Scene 3. Gloucester/Richard III.
"How far that little candle throws its beams,
So shines a good deed in a naughty world..."
Portia, in 'The Merchant of Venice'
"Frailty Thy name is Woman"