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Author
William Shakespeare
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1,197
Quotes
55
Works
Author Summary
About William Shakespeare on QuoteMust
William Shakespeare currently has 1,197 indexed quotes and 55 linked works on QuoteMust. This page is the canonical destination for that author archive.
Works
Books and titles linked to this author
A Midsummer Night's Dream
A Midsummer Night's Dream: Readers' Edition
All's Well That Ends Well
Antony and Cleopatra
As You Like It
Coriolanus
Cymbeline
Great Sonnets
Hamlet
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
Henry IV: Part 1
Henry V
Henry VI, Part 1
Henry VIII
King Henry IV, Part 1
King Henry VI, Part 2
King Henry VI, Part 3
King Lear
Love Poems and Sonnets
Love's Labour's Lost
Macbeth
Measure for Measure
Othello
Othello and the Tragedy of Mariam
Part 2
Pericles
Richard II
Richard III
Romeo and Juliet
Romeo and Juliet (Shakespeare Collection)
Romeo and Juliet: Plain Text: The Graphic Novel
Shakespeare's Sonnets
Sonnets
The Comedy of Errors
The Complete Sonnets and Poems
The Complete Works
The Merchant of Venice
The Merry Wives of Windsor
The Passionate Pilgrim
The Phoenix and the Turtle
The Rape of Lucrece
The Sonnets and A Lover's Complaint
The Sonnets and Narrative Poems
The Taming of the Shrew
The Tempest
The Tragedy of Macbeth. by William Shakespear. to Which Are Added All the Original Songs.
The Two Gentlemen of Verona
The Two Noble Kinsmen
The Winter's Tale
Timon of Athens
Titus Andronicus
Troilus and Cressida
Twelfth Night
Venus and Adonis
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Quotes
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My heart is ever at your service.
Ships are but boards sailors but men.
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.
I to myself am dearer than a friend.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault dear Brutus is not in our stars But in ourselves that we are underlings.
Ay every inch a king.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
This above all: to thine own self be true.
The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation that away Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.
I have no other but a woman's reason. I think him so because I think him so.
We cannot all be masters.
Every why hath a wherefore.
Modest doubt is call'd The beacon of the wise.
He that doth the ravens feed. Yea providently caters for the sparrow. Be comfort to my age!
Sermons in stones and good in every thing.