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Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.
Topic: Wail
Source: None
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Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner:
Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire.
Topic: Water
Source: The Life of Timon of Athens (Apemantus at I, ii)
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What, man! more water glideth by the mill
That wots the miller of; and easy it is
Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know:
Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother,
Better then he have worn Vulcan's badge.
Topic: Water
Source: Titus Andronicus (Demetrius at II, i)
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O Lord! methought what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!
What sights of ugly death within mine eyes!
Methoughts I saw a thousand fearful wracks;
A thousand men that fishes gnawed upon;
Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,
Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,
All scatt'red in the bottom of the sea:
Some lay in dead men's skulls, and in the holes
Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept
(As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems,
That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep
And mocked the dead bones that lay scatt'red by.
Topic: Water
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Clarence at I, iv)
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The people are like water and the ruler a boat. Water can
support a boat or overturn it.
Topic: Water
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Clarence at I, iv)
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All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who worship dirty gods.
Topic: Wealth
Source: Cymbeline (Arviragus at III, vi)
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If thou art rich, thou'rt poor,
For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows,
Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey,
And death unloads thee.
Topic: Wealth
Source: Measure for Measure (Vincentio, the Duke at III, i)
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All that glisters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told;
Many a man his life hath sold;
But my outside to behold.
Topic: Wealth
Source: The Merchant of Venice (Morocco at II, vii), requoting a proverb
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O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.
Topic: Wealth
Source: The Merry Wives of Windsor (Anne Page at III, iv)
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Thou hast done a deed whereat valour will weep.
Topic: Weeping
Source: None
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Are you drawn forth among a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offense?
Where is the evidence that doth accuse me?
What lawful quest have given their verdict up
Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced
The bitter sentence of poor Clarence's death
Before I be convict by course of law?
To threaten me with death is most unlawful:
I charge you, as you hope [to have redemption
By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins,]
That you depart, and lay no hands on me.
The deed you undertake is damnable.
Topic: Wickedness
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Clarence at I, iv)
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Two starving men cannot be twice as hungry as one; but two
rascals can be ten times as vicious as one.
Topic: Wickedness
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Clarence at I, iv)
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I take to-day a wife, and my election
Is led on in the conduct of my will--
My will enkindled my by mine and ears
Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores
Of will and judgment.
Topic: Will
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Troilus at II, ii)
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Here, here, and everywhere, he leaves and takes,
Dexterity so obeying appetite
That what he will he does, and does so much
That proof is called impossibility.
Topic: Will
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Nestor at V, v)
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Lawless are they that make their wills their law.
Topic: Will
Source: None
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Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Topic: Wishes
Source: King Henry the Fourth, Part II (King Henry at IV, v)
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Of all complexions the culled sovereignty
Do meet, as at a fair, in her fair cheek,
Where several worthies make one dignity,
Where nothing wants that want itself doth seek.
Topic: Wishes
Source: Love's Labor's Lost (Berowne at IV, iii)
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O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
Topic: Wonders
Source: As You Like It (Celia at III, ii)
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O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
Topic: Wonders
Source: Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Horatio at I, v)
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Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer's cloud
Without our special wonder?
Topic: Wonders
Source: Macbeth (Macbeth at III, iv)
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It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood.
Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;
Augures and understood relations have
By maggot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?
Topic: Wonders
Source: Macbeth (Macbeth at III, iv)
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She swore, i' faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange;
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
Topic: Wonders
Source: Othello the Moor of Venice (Othello at I, iii)
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Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
Topic: Word
Source: None
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O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
Topic: Work
Source: As You Like It (Rosalind at I, iii)
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What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.
Topic: Work
Source: Coriolanus (Menenius at I, i)
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I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, but small thanks
for my labor.
Topic: Work
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Pandarus at I, i)
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Another lean unwashed artificer
Cuts off his tale and talks of Arthur's death.
Topic: Work
Source: The Life and Death of King John (Hubert at IV, ii)
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Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
The sinewy vigor of the traveller.
Topic: Work
Source: Love's Labor's Lost (Berowne at IV, iii)
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Stoop, boys. This gate
Instructs you how t' adore the heavens and bows you
To a morning's holy office.
Topic: Worship
Source: Cymbeline (Belarius at III, iii)
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Intend some fear;
Be not you spoke with but by mighty suit;
And look you get a prayer book in your hand
And stand between two churchmen, good my lord,
For on that ground I'll make a holy descant;
And be not easily won to our requests.
Topic: Worship
Source: The Tragedy of King Henry the Third (Buckingham at III, iii)
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(Goneril:) I have been worth the whistle.
(Albany:) O Goneril,
You are not worth the dust which the rude wind
Blows in your face.
Topic: Worth
Source: King Lear (Goneril & Albany at IV, ii)
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I would that I were low laid in my grave.
I am not worth this coil that's made for me.
Topic: Worth
Source: The Life and Death of King John (Arthur at II, i)
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Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my mettle
Before so noble and so great a figure
Be stamped upon it.
Topic: Worth
Source: Measure for Measure (Angelo at I, i)
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O, how thy worth with manners may I sing
When thou art all the better part of me?
What can mine own praise to mine own self bring,
And what is't but mine own when I praise thee?
Topic: Worth
Source: Sonnet XXXIX
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The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.
Topic: Wounds
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Hector at II, ii)
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I tell you that which you yourselves do know,
Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me.
Topic: Wounds
Source: Julius Caesar (Antony at III, ii)
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Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.
Topic: Wounds
Source: Macbeth (First Murderer at III, iv)
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What wound did ever heal but my degrees?
Topic: Wounds
Source: Othello the Moor of Venice (Iago at II, iii)
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How he in peace is wounded, not in war.
Topic: Wounds
Source: The Rape of Lucrece (l. 831)
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He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
Topic: Wounds
Source: Romeo and Juliet (Romeo at II, ii)
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The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst,
'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!
Topic: Wounds
Source: The Two Gentlemen of Verona (Valentine at V, iv)
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For the poor wren
(The most diminutive of birds) will fight,
Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.
Topic: Wrens
Source: Macbeth (Lady Macduff at IV, ii)
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Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witch's mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digged i' th' dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add there to a tiger's chaudron
For th' ingredience of our cauldron.
Topic: Yew
Source: Macbeth (Third Witch at IV, i)
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A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Topic: Youth
Source: None
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Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my King, He would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Topic: Zeal
Source: None
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