William Shakespeare: Making (page 2)

“what cannot be saved when fate takes, patience her injury a mockery makes”

“Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life”

“The art of our necessities is strange
That can make vile things precious.”

“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.”

“And make death proud to take us.”

“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.”

“I will make thee think thy swan a crow.”

“Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please me.”

“I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter
and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.(IAGO, ActI, SceneI)”

“But she makes hungry
Where she most satisfies…”

“It is an heretic that makes the fire,
Not she which burns in't.”

“When our actions do not, our fears do make us traitors”

“Make love’s quick pants”

“O God! methinks, it were a happy life,
To be no better than a homely swain;
To sit upon a hill, as I do now,
To carve out dials quaintly, point by point,
Thereby to see the minutes how they run:
How many make the hour full complete,
How many hours bring about the day,
How many days will finish up the year,
How many years a mortal man may live.”