O that a lady, of one man refused, Should of another therefore be abused!
Like one who draws the model of a house beyond his power to build it who, half through, gives o'er, and leaves his part-created cost a naked subject to the weeping clouds.
The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.
Nor aught so good but strained from that fair use, Revolts from true birth stumbling on abuse.
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection.
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
The language I have learnt these forty years, My native English, now I must forgo; And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol or a harp, Or like a cunning instrument cased up Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Knavery's plain face is never seen till used.
Guiltiness will speak, though tongues were out of use
He that has a house to put's head in has a good head-piece.
So, you are very welcome to our house. It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
My chastity's the jewel of our house, bequeathed down from many ancestors.
There are occasions and causes, why and wherefore in all things.
Th abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.
Then is it sin to rush into the secret house of death. Ere death dare come to us?
I thank you all and here dismiss you all, and to the love and favor of my country commit myself, my person, and the cause.
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!
I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapor of a dungeon than keep a corner in the thing I love for others uses.
Make use of time, let not advantage slip; Beauty within itself should not be wasted: Fair flowers that are not gather'd in their prime Rot and consume themselves in little time.
The extreme parts of time extremely forms all causes to the purpose of his speed.
There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with't
Unless hours were cups of sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses, and the blessed sun himself a fair hot wench in flame-colored taffeta, I see no reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time of the day.
Pause awhile, And let my counsel sway you.
Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me
A plague on both your houses.
Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love And sing them loud even in the dead of night.
There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things.
One that lies three thirds and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard and thrice beaten.
Sweet are the uses of adversity; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head
I had rather be a toad And live upon the vapor of a dungeon Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others' uses
Use every man according to his desert and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honor and dignity, the less they deserve ... the more merit in your bounty.
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Every why hath a wherefore.
Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.
Famous Quotes on: Honesty, Wisdom, Thomas Jefferson Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in a foul oyster.
And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
Find out the cause of this effect,Or rather say, the cause of this defect,For this effect defective comes by cause.
Beauty is all very well at first sight; but whoever looks at it when it has been in the house three days?
Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace, for trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
Use every man after his desert, and who should scape whipping?
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
Make use of time, let not advantage slip.
Still it cried ‘Sleep no more!’ to all the house: ‘Glamis hath murder’d sleep, and therefore Cawdor shall sleep no more,—Macbeth shall sleep no more!
But if the cause be not good, the King himself hath a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and arms and heads chopped off in a battle shall join together at the latter day, and cry all, 'We died at such a place' - some swearing, some crying f
Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his counsellor.
A good wit will make use of anything.
Use almost can change the stamp of nature.
But now behold, In the quick forge and working-house of thought, How London doth pour out her citizens!
Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
Poise the cause in justice's equal scales, Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails.
Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge of thine own cause.
How use doth breed a habit in a man.
He hath eaten me out of house and home.
O, that our fathers would applause our loves, To seal our happiness with hteir consents!
I will be master of what is mine own: She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, My household stuff, my field, my barn, My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing.
Get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee.
Spirits are not finely touched But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But like a thrifty goddess she determines Herself the glory of a creditor,Both thanks and use.
I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.
Report me and my cause aright.
If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit, The one's for use, the other useth it.
Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do.
Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy: sayest thou that house is dark?
But jealous souls will not be answered so, They are not ever jealous for the cause, But jealous for they're jealous. 'Tis a monster Begot upon itself, born on itself.
When love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony.
Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no where but in's own house.
Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.
Tush! Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate; Talkers are no good doers: be assured We come to use our hands and not our tongues.