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Just to refresh: All's Well, As You Like It, Comedy of Errors, Love's Labour's, Measure for Measure, Merchant, Merry Wives, Much Ado, Taming of the Shrew, Tempest, Twelfth Night, Two Gents, Winter's Tale, Cymbeline, Henry IV (Parts I & II), Henry V, Henry VI (Parts I-III), Henry VIII, King John, Pericles, Richard II, Richard III, Antony & Cleopatra, Coriolanus, Hamlet, Julius Caesar, King Lear, Macbeth, Othello, R & J, Timon, Titus, and Troilus & Cressida.
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Every subject’s duty is the King’s, but every subject’s soul is his own.
Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word more: thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor.
O beware, my lord, of jealousy! It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
For you the city, thus I turn my back. There is a world elsewhere!
Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
A horse, a horse! My kingdom for a horse!
I am dying, Egypt, dying.
And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
Out, vile jelly, where is thy luster now?
The devil shall have his bargain, for he was never yet a breaker of proverbs; he will give the devil his due.
This is the way to kill a wife with kindness.
O, give me the spare men, and spare me the great ones.
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
All is uneven, and everything is left at six and seven.
On her left breast a mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops I' the bottom of a cowslip.
We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.
Nothing will come of nothing. Speak again.
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you—trippingly on the tongue.
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
I have set my life upon a cast, and I will stand the hazard of the die.
Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won?
‘Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner,’ there’s a double meaning in that.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Oh, how full of briers is this working-day world!
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows!
If we shadows have offended, think but this, and all is mended: that you have but slumbered here while these visions did appear.
Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother: I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth.
Shall we their fond pageant see? Lord, what fools these mortals be!
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!
Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this sun of York.
If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is to have a thankless child.
If you can mock a leek you can eat a leek.
If one good deed in all my life I did I do repent it from my very soul.
Should all despair that have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind would hang themselves.
What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?
Give me a staff of honour for mine age, but not a sceptre to control the world.
I charge and command that, at the city’s cost, the Pissing Conduit run nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign.
Oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
This above all, to thine own self be true and it must follow as the night the day thou canst not then be false to any man.
Our wooing doth not end like an old play: Jack hath not Jill.
I could endure anything before but a cat, and now he’s a cat to me.
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
The smallest worm will turn, being trodden upon.
Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh.
When I am cold, he heats me with beating; when I am warm he cools me with beating.
Uneasy lies a head that wears a crown.
But kiss: one kiss! Rubies unparagoned, how dearly they do't!
All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.
But, masters, remember that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass.
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Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.
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?
No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no excuse.
She is spherical, like a globe; I could find out countries in her.
I charge thee, fling away ambition: by that sin fell the angels.
Action is eloquence.
She swore in faith ‘twas strange, ‘twas passing strange, ‘twas pitiful, ‘twas wondrous pitiful.
But we in it shall be remembered, we few, we happy few, we band of brothers.
She has brown hair, and speaks small like a woman.
Reason thus with life: If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing that none but fools would keep.
They say he is already in the Forest of Arden, and a many merry men with him.
The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
The rarer action is in virtue than in vengeance.
A young man married is a man that’s marred.
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.
This was the most unkindest cut of all.
He’s in the third degree of drink; he’s drowned.
Beware the ides of March.
But for mine own part, it was Greek to me.
Golden lads and girls all must, as chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Glory is like a circle in the water, which never ceaseth to enlarge itself till by broad spreading it disperse to naught.
Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English.
Away with him, away with him! He speaks Latin.
Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; a woman clad in armor chaseth them.
How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath to say to me that thou art out of breath?
How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Kill Claudio.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, or close the wall up with our English dead.
Villain, I have done thy mother.
The devil can cite scripture for his purpose.
O, it is excellent to have a giant’s strength, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.
Take but degree away, untune that string, and hark what discord follows.
My salad days—when I was green in judgment, cold in blood.
Come, be a man! Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time.
The time of universal peace is near.
The better part of valor is discretion, in the which better part I have saved my life.
O! What men dare do! What men may do! What men daily do, not knowing what they do!
O wonderful, wonderful! And most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful! And after that out of all whooping.
By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war.
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss. And if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.
The quality of mercy is not strain’d, it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged cupid painted blind.
If music be the food of love, play on.
A plague o’ both your houses. I am sped.
There was never virgin got till virginity was first lost.
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A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
But he that filches from me my good name robs me of that which not enriches him and makes me poor indeed.
I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives.
Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus; home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.
He was a kind of nothing, titleless, till he had forged himself a name o’th’fire of burning Rome.
With all my heart I’ll send the emperor my hand. Good Aaron, wilt thou help to chop it off?
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua; if wealthily, then happily in Padua.
Nay, faith, let me not play a woman. I have a beard coming.
Is this a dagger, which I see before me, the handle toward my hand?
I will beat thee into handsomeness.
If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked.
I have drunk, and seen the spider.
You may my glories and my state depose, but not my griefs; still am I king of those.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
A fish: he smells like a fish, a very ancient and fish-like smell.
But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?
Fools on both sides! Helen must needs be fair, when with your blood you daily paint her thus.
’Tis such fools as you that makes the world full of ill-favored children.
If you find him sad, say I am dancing; if in mirth, report that I am sudden sick.
Blush, blush, thou lump of foul deformity.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.
Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; for new-made honour doth forget men's names.
I wasted time, and now doth Time waste me.
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.
No man alive can love in such a sort the thing he means to kill more excellently.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, this Signor Junior, giant dwarf, Dan Cupid.
There is divinity in odd numbers; either in nativity, chance, or death.
The rest is silence.
I’ll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman, and how much he hath eaten…if there be any of him left, I’ll bury it.
There is a tide in the affairs of men which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
From women’s eyes this doctrine I derive: they sparkle still the right Promethean fire.
Then must you speak of one that loved not wisely, but too well.
’Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
Men must endure their going hence even as their coming hither. Ripeness is all.
Why, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.
All that glisters is not gold.
Blow winds and crack your cheeks! Rage, blow!
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
Kiss me Kate, we will be married o' Sunday.
But screw your courage to the sticking-place, and we’ll not fail.
Submission, Dolphin? ’Tis a mere French word. We English warriors wot not what it means.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Out, damned spot! Out, I say!
Double, double toil and trouble: Fire, burn; and cauldron, bubble.
Patience is for poltroons.
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Words, words, words.

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