Who can be patient in extremes?

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Courage Quotes, Patience Quotes

What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...

What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.

What is wedlock forced but a hell, an age of discord and continual strife? Whereas...

What is wedlock forced but a hell, an age of discord and continual strife? Whereas...

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both...

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both...

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are...

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are...

Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know

Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know

My revenue is the silly cheat

My revenue is the silly cheat

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

I thank God I am not a woman, to be touched with so many giddy...

I thank God I am not a woman, to be touched with so many giddy...

There are two sides to every question, because, when there are no longer two sides...

There are two sides to every question, because, when there are no longer two sides...

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.

Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night.

Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night.

Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on...

Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on...

My library was dukedom large enough.

My library was dukedom large enough.

When valour preys on reason, it eats the sword it fights with.

When valour preys on reason, it eats the sword it fights with.

Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow...

Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow...

Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.

Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.

Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, than from those...

Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, than from those...