The purest treasure mortal times afford, is spotless reputation; that away, men are but gilded loam or painted clay.

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Reputation Quotes

I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere,...

I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere,...

The worst is death, and death will have his day.

The worst is death, and death will have his day.

I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.

I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

But here's the joy: my friend and I are one... Then she loves but me...

But here's the joy: my friend and I are one... Then she loves but me...

Mud not the fountain that gave drink to thee.

Mud not the fountain that gave drink to thee.

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...

We are such stuff as dreams are made of, and our little life is rounded...

We are such stuff as dreams are made of, and our little life is rounded...

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

To their right praise and true perfection!

To their right praise and true perfection!

God made woman beautiful and foolish; beautiful, that man might love her; and foolish, that...

God made woman beautiful and foolish; beautiful, that man might love her; and foolish, that...

Your tale sir, would cure deafness

Your tale sir, would cure deafness

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he...

Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he...

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.

My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand

My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind...

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind...

Wherever fate demands me... I will go.

Wherever fate demands me... I will go.

Control your fate or somebody else will

Control your fate or somebody else will