Man, proud man, dressed in a little brief authority, like an angry ape, play such fantastic tricks before high heaven as make the angels weep

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Anger Quotes

If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not...

If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not...

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must...

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must...

If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels...

If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels...

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side

Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side

Fortune is painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to signify to you that...

Fortune is painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to signify to you that...

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...

I am not covetous for gold; but if it be a sin to covet honor,...

I am not covetous for gold; but if it be a sin to covet honor,...

Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter.

Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter.

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

What need I fear of thee? But yet I'll make assurance double sure, and take...

What need I fear of thee? But yet I'll make assurance double sure, and take...

Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor

Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor

A ministering angel shall my sister be.

A ministering angel shall my sister be.

A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine

A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling...

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling...

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows

They say miracles are past.

They say miracles are past.

Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his...

Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his...

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if...

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if...

Gain and loss, birth and death are in the hands of God.

Gain and loss, birth and death are in the hands of God.