William Shakespeare
English playwright and poet
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
You cram these words into mine ears against
The stomach of my sense.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, The Tempest, 1611
Posted on April 2, 2004 at 9:29 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
If he be so resolved,
I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear
That unicorns may be betray'd with trees,
And bears with glasses, elephants with holes,
Lions with toils and men with flatterers;
But when I tell him he hates flatterers,
He says he does, being then most flattered.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Julius Caesar, 1599
Posted on March 10, 2004 at 7:05 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Hamlet, 1601
Posted on March 10, 2000 at 7:35 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
MOTH [aside to COSTARD]: They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps.
COSTARD: O, they have lived long on the alms-basket of words. I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Love's Labour's Lost, 1594
Posted on January 31, 2000 at 11:32 AM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
RUMOUR: Open your ears; for which of you will stop
The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?
I, from the orient to the drooping west,
Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold
The acts commenced on this ball of earth:
Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,
The which in every language I pronounce,
Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, The Second Part of King Henry VI, 1597
Posted on January 3, 2000 at 11:25 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
This helpless smoke of words doth me no right.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, The Rape of Lucrece, 1593
Posted on September 7, 1999 at 10:01 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
I will speak daggers to her but use none,
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Hamlet, 1601
Posted on November 29, 2000 at 11:02 AM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Cymbeline, 1609
Posted on September 7, 2000 at 10:32 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words
Since I first call'd my brother's father dad.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, King John, 1596
Posted on November 11, 1998 at 12:43 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Troilus and Cressida, 1597
Posted on November 18, 1998 at 5:35 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
The silence often of pure innocence
Persuades when speaking fails.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, The Winter's Tale, 1611
Posted on October 27, 1998 at 9:38 AM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
BEATRICE: Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome, therefore I will depart unkissed.
BENEDICK: Thou has frighted the word out of his right sense, so forcible is thy wit.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Much Ado About Nothing, 1599
Posted on November 3, 1998 at 8:12 AM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
The world is but a word.
Were it all yours to give it in a breath,
How quickly were it gone.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Timon of Athens, 1604
Posted on April 30, 1998 at 10:43 AM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Love's Labour's Lost, 1594
Posted on May 27, 1998 at 1:04 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears
Moist it again, and frame some feeling line
That may discover such integrity.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, The Two Gentlemen of Verona
Posted on November 21, 2002 at 1:38 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, As You Like It, 1600
Posted on July 4, 2002 at 8:36 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
O, let my books be then the eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Sonnet 23
Posted on May 1, 2003 at 7:10 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
Speak the speach, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you- trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and as I may say, the whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Hamlet, 1601
Posted on July 23, 2001 at 6:23 PM
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For we which now behold these present days
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Sonnet 106
Posted on June 21, 2001 at 8:53 PM
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A thousand moral paintings I can show
That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's
More pregnantly than words.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Timon of Athens
Posted on May 22, 2001 at 2:48 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge:
Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls;
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devised at first to keep the strong in awe;
Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, King Richard the Third (act V, scene III)
Posted on April 24, 2001 at 6:50 PM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,
To stir men's blood. I only speak right on.
I tell you that which you yourselves do know.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, Julius Caesar, 1599
Posted on March 25, 2002 at 10:10 AM
WORDS ABOUT WORDS
Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school....It will be proved to thy face that thou hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian ear can endure to hear.
—William Shakespeare, English playwright and poet, The Second Part of King Henry VI
Posted on December 20, 2001 at 9:21 AM
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