Quote | Play | Character |
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet." | Romeo & Juliet | Juliet |
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time; | Macbeth | Macbeth |
The lady doth protest too much, methinks. | Hamlet | Queen |
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die. | Twelfth Night | Duke Orsino |
All the world's a stage, | As You Like It | Jaques |
To be, or not to be, that is the question: | Hamlet | Hamlet |
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, | Hamlet | Hamlet |
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind." | Midsummer Night's Dream | Helena |
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. | Hamlet | Marcellus |
"All that glisters is not gold." | Merchant of Venice | Prince of Morocco |
Out, damn'd spot! out, I say! | Macbeth | Lady Macbeth |
Now is the winter of our discontent | Richard III | Richard |
What a piece of work is a man | Hamlet | Hamlet |
We are such stuff As dreams are made on; | The Tempest | Prospero |