| Author |
Quotes |
| William Shakespeare | In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth, and by adventuring both, I oft found both. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | He doth nothing but talk of his horse. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | When he is best, he is a little worse than a man, and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | I dote on his very absence. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | Ships are but boards, sailors but men, there be land-rats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following, but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. What news on the Rialto? -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | A goodly apple rotten at the heart, O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | Many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key, With bated breath and whispering humbleness. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | For when did friendship take A breed for barren metal of his friend? -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3. |
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