Great Throughts Treasury

"Show me the steep and thorny way."

"Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low."

"Sigh no more Ladies, sigh no more men were deceivers ever, one foote in Sea, and one on shore, too one thing constant never. Much Ado About Nothing"

"Sick now? droop now? This sickness doth infect the very lifeblood of our enterprise."

"Show me, my women, like a queen; go fetch my best attires. I am again for Cydnus to meet Mark Antony."

"Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances; still have I borne it with a patient shrug, For suff’rance is the badge of all our tribe; You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spet upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help; Go to, then; you come to me, and you say ‘Shylock, we would have moneys.’ you say so: you that did void your rheum upon my beard, and foot me as you spurn a stranger cur over your threshold; moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say ‘hath a dog money? Is it possible a cur can lend three thousand ducats?’ or shall I bend low and, in a bondman’s key, with bated breath and whisp’ring humbleness, say this:— ‘fair sir, you spit on me on wednesday last; you spurn’d me such a day; another time you call’d me dog; and for these courtesies I’ll lend you thus much moneys? Merchant of Venice, Act i, Scene 3"

"Silence is only commendable In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible."

"Silence is not a language, it’s a weapon to make your dear one to feel."

"Silence often of pure innocence Persuades, when speaking fails."

"SIMONIDES: And she is fair too, is she not? PERICLES: As a fair day in summer, wondrous fair."

"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again."

"Sin will pluck on sin."

"SILVIUS: How many actions most ridiculous/Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy? CORIN: Into a thousand that I have forgotten. SILVIUS: O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily! If thou remember'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not loved: or if thou hast not sat as I do now, wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise, thou hast not loved."

"Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, but sad mortality o'ersways their power, how with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, whose action is no stronger than a flower? O how shall summer's honey breath hold out against the wrackful siege of batt'ring days, when rocks impregnable are not so stout, nor gates of steel so strong but time decays? O fearful meditation, where alack, shall time's best jewel from time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back, or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?"

"Since Cleopatra died, I have liv’d in such dishonour, that the gods detest my baseness."

"Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, and all their ministers attend on him."

"Sin, that amends, is but patched with virtue."

"Since all is well, keep it so: wake not a sleeping wolf."

"Since every Jack became a gentleman, there's many a gentle person made a Jack."

"Since he hath got the jewel that I loved, and that which you did swear to keep for me, I will become as liberal as you, I'll not deny him anything I have, no, not my body nor my husband's bed."

"Since I cannot prove a lover to entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determinèd to prove a villain and hate the idle pleasures of these days."

"Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths, and bid them speak for me."

"Since I do purpose to marry, I will think nothing to any purpose that the world can say against it; and therefore never flout at me for what I have said against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion."

"Since I was man, such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never remember to have heard. Man's nature cannot carry th' affliction nor the fear."

"Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me,"

"Since the affairs of men rest still incertain, let's reason with the worst that may befall."

"Since the torch is out, lie down and stray no further."

"Since brevity is the soul of wit, and tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes--I will be brief."

"Since what I am to say must be but that which contradicts my accusation, and the testimony on my part no other but what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot me to say, "not guilty." mine integrity, being counted falsehood, shall, as I express it, be so received. But thus: if powers divine behold our human actions, as they do, I doubt not then but innocence shall make false accusation blush and tyranny tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know, who least will seem to do so, my past life hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, as I am now unhappy; which is more than history can pattern, though devised and played to take spectators. For behold me-- a fellow of the royal bed, which owe a moiety of the throne, a great king's daughter, the mother to a hopeful prince -- here standing to prate and talk for life and honor 'fore who please to come and hear. For life, I prize it as I weigh grief, which I would spare. For honor, 'tis a derivative from me to mine, and only that I stand for. I appeal to your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes came to your court, how I was in your grace, how merited to be so; since he came, With what encounter so uncurrent I Have strained t' appear thus; if one jot beyond the bound of honor, or in act or will that way inclining, hardened be the hearts of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin cry fie upon my grave!"

"Since you know you cannot see yourself so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself that of yourself which yet you know not of."

"Since the quarrel will bear no color for the thing he is, fashion it thus: that what he is, augmented, would run to these and these extremities."

"Since, then, my office hath so far prevailed That, face to face and royal eye to eye, You have congreeted, let it not disgrace me If I demand before this royal view, What rub or what impediment there is Why that the naked, poor, and mangled Peace, Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful births, Should not, in this best garden of the world, Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage."

"Since you will buckle fortune on my back, To bear her burden whe'r I will or no, I must have patience to endure the load."

"Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice And could of men distinguish her election, S' hath sealed thee for herself, for thou hast been As one in suff'ring all that suffers nothing, A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks; and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commeddled That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please."

"Singer: Tell me where is fancy bred, or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished?"

"SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: Before me, she's a good wench. SIR TOBY BELCH: She's a beagle true bred, and one that adores me. What o' that? SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: I was adored once, too."

"Sir Hugh, persuade me not--I will make a Starchamber matter of it. If he were twenty Sir John Falstaffs he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, Esquire."

"SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: I know, to be up late is to be up late. SIR TOBY BELCH: A false conclusion. I hate it as an unfilled can. To be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is early; so that to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes."

"SIR TOBY BELCH: Does not our life consist of the four elements? SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: Faith, so they say, but I think it rather consists of eating and drinking. SIR TOBY BELCH: Thou'rt a scholar; therefore let us eat and drink."

"Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote; spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, and as a bed I'll take them, and there lie."

"SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: Here's the challenge, read it. I warrant there's vinegar and pepper in't. FABIAN: Is't so saucy?"

"SIR TOBY BELCH: Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale? FESTE: Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i'the mouth, too."

"Since the little wit that fools have was silenced, the little foolery that wise men have makes a great show."

"SIR TOBY: Art any more than a steward? Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? FESTE: Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too. Scene iii"

"SIR TOBY BELCH: Pourquoi, my dear knight? SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: What is "pourquoi?" Do, or not do? I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in fencing, dancing, and bear-baiting. O had I but followed the arts!"

"Sir, for a cardecue he will sell the fee simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it, and cut th' entail from all remainders, and a perpetual succession for it perpetually."

"Shylock: Is it so nominated in the bond? Portia: It is not so express'd, but what of that? 'Twere good you do so much for charity. Shylock: I cannot find it: 'tis not in the bond."

"SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK: I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether (He's an oddity in that he enjoys having fun)"

"Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of proverbs: he will give the devil his due."

"SIR TOBY BELCH: Dost think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?"