William Shakespeare Friend Quotations

Friendly counsel cuts off many foes.

Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare, To digg the dust encloased heare! Blest be the man that spares thes stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.

That which I would discover The law of friendship bids me to conceal.

Thy friendship makes us fresh.

To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods.

To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown; But where there is true friendship, there needs none.

Keep thy friend Under thy own life's key.

A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.

Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly:Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:Then heigh ho, the holly!This life is most jolly.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger.

Friendship is constant in all other things, save in the office and affairs of love.

A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

A friend i'the court is better than a penny in purse.

My friends were poor, but honest, so's my love.

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

But here's the joy: my friend and I are one... Then she loves but me alone!

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

I am wealthy in my friends.

I count myself in nothing else so happy as in a soul remembering my good Friends

There is flattery in friendship.

So dear I love him that with him, All deaths I could endure. Without him, live no life

If you would persuade, you must appeal to interest rather than intellect. We are advertis'd by our loving friends.

O no, thy love though much, is not so great, It is my love that keeps mine eye awake, Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat, To play the watchman ever for thy sake. For thee watch I, whilst thou dost wake elsewhere, From me far off, with others all too near.

Friendship's full of dregs.

Most friendship is faining, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho, the holly. This life is most jolly.

Friendship is full of dregs.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks, but I thank you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny.

Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.

Stay, my lord, And let your reason with your choler question What 'tis you go about: to climb steep hills Requires slow pace at first: anger is like A full-hot horse, who being allow'd his way, Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England Can advise me like you: be to yourself As you would to your friend.

They love least that let men know their loves.

We are advertis'd by our loving friends.

He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends.

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, but do not dull thy palm with entertainment of each new-hatched unfledged comrade.

I am not that feather to shake offMy friend when he must need me.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.

Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.

Boldness be my friend.

These violent delights have violent ends.

Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.

And thence from Athens turn away our eyes To seek new friends and stranger companies.

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.

New friends may be poems but old friends are alphabets. Don't forget the alphabets because you will need them to read the poems.

This world to me is like a lasting storm,Whirring me from my friends.

He that is thy friend indeed,He will help thee in thy need:If thou sorrow, he will weep;If thou wake, he cannot sleep:Thus of every grief in heartHe with thee does bear a part.These are certain signs to knowFaithful friend from flattering foe.