| Author |
Quotes |
| William Shakespeare | One Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain, A mere anatomy. -The Comedy of Errors. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | A needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch, A living-dead man. -The Comedy of Errors. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Let 's go hand in hand, not one before another. -The Comedy of Errors. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | He hath indeed better bettered expectation. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | A very valiant trencher-man. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living? -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | There 's a skirmish of wit between them. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | The gentleman is not in your books. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again? -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Benedick the married man. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | He is of a very melancholy disposition. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | As merry as the day is long. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | I have a good eye, uncle, I can see a church by day-light. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Speak low if you speak love. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love, Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues, Let every eye negotiate for itself And trust no agent. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Silence is the perfectest herald of joy, I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Lie ten nights awake, carving the fashion of a new doublet. He was wont to speak plain and to the purpose. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,— One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
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