Quotes
Quotes about Will
How absolute the knave is! we must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew and dog will have his day.
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.
There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 't is not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all. Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is 't to leave betimes?
Nothing will come of nothing.
I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at.
You are one of those that will not serve God, if the devil bid you.
Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
My very noble and approv'd good masters,
That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter,
It is most true; true, I have married her:
The very head and front of my offending
Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech,
And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace:
For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith,
Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used
Their dearest action in the tented field,
And little of this great world can I speak,
More than pertains to feats of broil and battle,
And therefore little shall I grace my cause
In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,
I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver
Of my whole course of love.
She that was ever fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud.
Thou art all the comfort
The gods will diet me with.
Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.
So on the tip of his subduing tongue
All kinds of arguments and questions deep,
All replication prompt, and reason strong,
For his advantage still did wake and sleep.
To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep,
He had the dialect and different skill,
Catching all passion in his craft of will.
This will last out a night in Russia,
When nights are longest there.
2 Watch. How if a' will not stand?
Dogb. Why, then, take no note of him, but let him go; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is out.
Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves; and it will go near to be thought so shortly.
Some of us will smart for it.
Priscian! a little scratched, 't will serve.
I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you, an 't were any nightingale.
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?
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.
Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long.
If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
The villany you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here we will sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
