| Author |
Quotes |
| William Shakespeare | O, what authority and show of truth Can cunning sin cover itself withal! -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | I never tempted her with word too large, But, as a brother to his sister, show'd Bashful sincerity and comely love. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat away those blushes. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | For it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving-delicate and full of life Into the eye and prospect of his soul. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves, and it will go near to be thought so shortly. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | The eftest way. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | Flat burglary as ever was committed. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | Condemned into everlasting redemption. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | O, that he were here to write me down an ass! -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | A fellow that hath had losses, and one that hath two gowns and every thing handsome about him. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | Patch grief with proverbs. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Men Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief Which they themselves not feel. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Charm ache with air, and agony with words. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | 'T is all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue nor sufficiency To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | Some of us will smart for it. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| William Shakespeare | I was not born under a rhyming planet. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| William Shakespeare | Done to death by slanderous tongues. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| William Shakespeare | Or, having sworn too hard a keeping oath, Study to break it and not break my troth. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1. |
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