William Shakespeare Poor Quotations

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger, Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.

Cupid is a knavish lad, Thus to make poor females mad

A walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.

This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets 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.

Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in a foul oyster

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.

How poor are they that have have not patients.

For a noble heart, the most precious gift becomes poor, when the giver stops loving.

Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead. Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief Shore his old thread in twain.

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

He that filches from me my good name robs me of that which enriches him and makes me poor indeed.

A poor thing, perhaps, but my own.

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.

The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.

Though Death be poor, it ends a mortal woe.

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks

Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor

And makes me poor indeed.

Who steals my purse steals trash: 'tis something, nothin', 'twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands. But he who filches from me my good name, robs me of that which not enriches him and makes me poor indeed.

Who steals my purse, steals trash, but he that filches from me my good name robs me of that which not enriches him and makes me poor indeed.