| Quotes |
Topic |
| Grief | If thou engrossest all the griefs are thine, Thou robb'st me of a moiety. |
| Grief | This grief is crowned with consolation, you old smock brings forth a new petticoat, and indeed the tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow. |
| Grief | O, grief hath changed me since you saw me last, And careful hours, with Time's deformed hand, Have written strange defeatures in my face. |
| Growth | Gard'ner, for telling me these news of woe, Pray God the plants thou graft'st may never grow. |
| Growth | 'Ay,' quoth my uncle Gloucester, 'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.' And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast, Because sweet flow'rs are slow and weeds make haste. |
| Growth | O, my lord, You said that idle weeds are fast in growth, The prince my brother hath outgrown me far. |
| Guests | No, truly, 'tis more than manners will, And I have heard it said, unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone. |
| Guests | Here's our chief guest. If he had been forgotten, It had been as a gap in our great feast, And all-thing unbecoming. |
| Guests | Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks, Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night. |
| Guests | Methinks a father Is at the nuptial of his son a guest That best becomes the table. |
| Guests | See, your guests approach. Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, And let's be red with mirth. |
| Guests | Unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone. |
| Guilt | And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. |
| Guilt | Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind, the thief doth fear each bush an officer. |
| Guilt | Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind. |
| Habit | How use doth breed a habit in a man! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns. |
| Harvest | So holy and so perfect is my love, And I in such a poverty of grace, That I shall think it a most plenteous crop To glean the broken ears after the man That the main harvest reaps. |
| Haste | Celerity is never more admired Than by the negligent. |
| Haste | Nay, but make haste, the better foot before. |
| Haste | Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once. |
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