Hast thou a favourite quote by the bard Shakespeare?

The course of true love never did run smooth'

Allow not nature more than nature needs,
Man's life is cheap as beast's

(King Lear)

The course of true love never did run smooth

Ain't that the truth!

A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.

Wonderful wonderful beginning to Richard III

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.

The end of The Seven Of Ages man speech:

"Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."

I've already quoted part of that!

Alas poor Yorik I knew him well!!

to be or not to be

A Horse, a horse, My Kingdom for a Horse!

The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool

Drink is a provocateur, it provokes the desire. But takes away the performance!
Gentlemen take note! The porter in Macbeth knew a thing or too!

Oh how often I think this when people resort to swearing during an argument.

"I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!"

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

Out out brief candle
Life's but a walking shadow!

I'm in a blue mood in case in you wondered.
A poor player, who struts his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more.
It is a tale told by an idiot.
Full of sound and fury
Signifying
Nothing

Be not afraid of greatness, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them

from tweflth night

'The course of true love never did run smooth'

A Midsummer Night' Dream

If music be the food of love- play on!

I'm not actually sure which play it's from- but it's a quote I practically live by!

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly doctor-like controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tired with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

"This above all: to thine own self be true". - Hamlet (Act I, Scene III).

Very wise words to live by indeed.

'Out, out dam spot' - Lady macbeth