| Quotes |
Topic |
| Borrowing | Neither a borrower nor a lender be, For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. |
| Brevity | Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief. |
| Bribery | There is gold for you. Sell me your good report. |
| Bribery | What, shall one of us, That struck for the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers--shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash as may be grasped thus? |
| Bribery | There is thy gold--worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murder in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell. I sell thee poison, thou hast sold me none Farewell. Buy food and get thyself in flesh. |
| Butchering | Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh And sees fast-by a butcher with an axe, But will suspect 'twas he that made the slaughter? |
| Butchering | Why, that's spoken like an honest drovier. So they sell bullocks. |
| Calumny | Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes. |
| Calumny | If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry, be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. |
| Calumny | No might nor greatness in mortality Can censure 'scape, back-wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue? |
| Cause | O dearest soul, your cause doth strike my heart With pity that doth make me sick. |
| Cause | Mad let us grant him them, and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect-- Or rather say, the cause of this defect, For this effect defective comes by cause. Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. |
| Cause | Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge, For, on their answer, will we set on them, And God befriend us as our cause is just! |
| Cause | Mine's not an idle cause. |
| Censure | Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. |
| Ceremony | And what art thou, thou idol Ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? |
| Ceremony | O Ceremony, show me but thy worth? What is thy soul of adoration? Art thou aught else but place, degree, and form, Creating awe and fear in other men? |
| Ceremony | What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save general ceremony? |
| Ceremony | Nay, my lords, ceremony was but devised at first To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown, But where there is true friendship, there needs none. |
| Ceremony | To feed were best at home, From thence, the sauce is meat to ceremony, Meeting were bare without it. |
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