Soft pity enters an iron gate.

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Pity Quotes

Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure

Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure

Now is the winter of our discontent.

Now is the winter of our discontent.

Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's...

Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's...

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Speak me fair in death.

Speak me fair in death.

When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.

When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea...

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea...

He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.

He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

Good counselors lack no clients

Good counselors lack no clients

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...

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...

Set honor in one eye and death i' the other And I will look on...

Set honor in one eye and death i' the other And I will look on...

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

When the age is in, the wit is out.

When the age is in, the wit is out.

My library was dukedom large enough.

My library was dukedom large enough.

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade, The eyes of men without an orator.

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade, The eyes of men without an orator.

As we grow old, the beauty steals inward.

As we grow old, the beauty steals inward.

You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be...

You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be...