| Quotes |
Topic |
| Shakespeare | And thereby hangs a tale. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| Shakespeare | My cake is dough. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| Shakespeare | A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,— Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| Shakespeare | Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| Shakespeare | 'T were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| Shakespeare | The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| Shakespeare | Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| Shakespeare | Service is no heritage. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | He must needs go that the devil drives. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | My friends were poor but honest. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Where most it promises. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| Shakespeare | I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
| Shakespeare | From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | They say miracles are past. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | All the learned and authentic fellows. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | A young man married is a man that 's marr'd. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | Make the coming hour o'erflow with joy, And pleasure drown the brim. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 4. |
| Shakespeare | No legacy is so rich as honesty. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act iii. Sc. 5. |
| Shakespeare | The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| Shakespeare | Whose words all ears took captive. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act v. Sc. 3. |
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