“And other of such vinegar aspect
That they’ll not show their teeth in way of smile
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.”
(Solanio, 1.1, 54-56)
“Why should a man whose blood is warm within
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster,”
(Graziano, 1.1, 83-84)
“Well, keep me company but two years more
Thou shalt not know the sound of thine own
tongue.”
(Graziano, 1.1, 108-109)
“Thanks, i’faith, for silence is only commendable
In a neat’s tongue dried and a maid not vendable.”
(Graziano, 1.1, 111-112)
“His reasons are as two grains of
wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all
day ere you find them, and when you have them
they are not worth the search.”
(Bassiano, 1.1, 115-118)
“When he is best he is a
little worse than a man, and when he is worst he is
little better than a beast.”
(Portia, 1.2, 73-75)
“The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
An evil soul producing holy witness
Is like a villain with a smiling cheek,
A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!”
(Antonio, 1.3, 94-98)
“If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
As to thy friends; for when did friendship take
A breed for barren metal of his friend?”
(Antonio, 1.3, 127-129)
“If you repay me not on such a day,
In such a place, such sums or sums as are
Expressed in the condition, let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound
Of your fair flesh to be cut off and taken
In what part of your body pleaseth me.”
(Shylock, 1.3, 142-147)
“A pound of man’s flesh taken from a man
Is not so estimable, profitable neither,
As flesh of muttons, beeves, or goats.”
(Shylock, 1.3, 161-163)
Antonio: “The Hebrew will turn Christian; he
grows kind.”
Bassiano: “I like not fair terms and a villain’s mind.”
(1.3, 174-175)
“Bring me the fairest creature northward born,
Where Phoebus’ fire scarce thaws the icicles,
And let us make incision for your love
To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine.”
(Morocco, 2.1, 4-7)
“If Hercules and Lichas play at dice
Which is the better man, the greater throw
May turn by fortune from the weaker hand.”
(Morocco, 2.1, 32-34)
“But though I am a daughter to his blood,
I am not to his manners.”
(Jessica, 2.3, 17-18)
“Clamber not you up to the casements then,
Nor thrust your head into the public street
To gaze on Christian fools with varnished faces.”
(Shylock, 2.5, 30-32)
“All things that are,
Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.”
(Graziano, 2.6, 12-13)
“But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit;”
(Jessica, 2.6, 36-37)
“For the close night doth play the runaway,”
(Lorenzo, 2.6, 47)
“Men that hazard all
Do it in hope of fair advantages.
A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross.”
(Morocco, 2.7, 18-20)
“I till not choose what many men desire,
Because I will not jump with common spirits
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.”
(Aragon, 2.9, 30-32)
“Hath
not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs,
dimensions, senses, affections, passions; fed with
the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject
to the same diseases, healed by the same means,
warmed and cooled by the same winter and
summer as a Christian is? If you prick us do we not
bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you
poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us
shall we not revenge?”
(Shylock, 3.1, 49-56)
“None but that ugly treason of mistrust
Which makes me fear th’enjoying of my love.
There may as well be amity and life
‘Tween snow and fire as treason and my love.”
(Bassiano, 3.2, 28-31)
“Look on beauty
And you shall see ‘tis purchased by the weight,
Which therein works a miracle in nature,
Making them lightest that wears most of it.”
(Bassiano, 3.2, 88-91)
“Some dear friend dead, else nothing in the world
Could turn so much the constitution
Of any constant man.”
(Portia, 3.2, 244-246)
“Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheer.
Since you are dear bought, I will love you dear.”
(Portia, 3.2, 311-312)
“How little is the cost I have bestowed
In purchasing the semblance of my soul
From out the state of hellish cruelty.”
(Portia, 3.4, 19-21)
“for affection,
Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood
Of what it likes or loathes.”
(Shylock, 4.1, 49-51)
“But mercy is above this sceptred sway.
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings;
It is an attribute to God himself,
And earthly power doth then show likest God’s
When mercy seasons justice.”
(Portia, 4.1, 188-192)
“I am sorry that your leisure serves you not.”
(Duke, 4.1, 401)
“Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold.
There’s not the smallest orb which thou behold’st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still choiring to the young-eyed cherubins.”
(Lorenzo, 5.1, 57-61)
“The moon that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils.”
(Lorenzo, 5.1, 82-84)
“How many things by season seasoned are
To their right praise and true perfection!”
(Portia, 5.1, 106-107)
“We should hold day with the Antipodes
If you would walk in absence of the sun.”
(Bassanio, 5.1, 126-127)
“Even so void is your false heart of truth.”
(Portia, 5.1, 188)
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