Twelfth Night Important Quotes

• Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

  William Shakespeare

  Love, Life, Family

  1601 Olivia.Twelfth Night, act 3, sc.1, l.154.

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• Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

  William Shakespeare

  Inspirational, Motivational, Success

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 5, l. [158]

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• If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

  William Shakespeare

  Music, Food, Unrequited Love

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

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• O, spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!

  William Shakespeare

  Art, Love You, Spirit

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

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• 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.

  William Shakespeare

  Writing, Night, House

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 5, l. [289]

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• That strain again! It had a dying fall:
  O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
  That breathes upon a bank of violets,
  Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
  'Tis not so sweet as it was before.

  William Shakespeare

  Love, Sweet, Fall

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

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• Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.

  William Shakespeare

  Laughter, Mistress, Mirth

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 3, l. [42]

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• I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride,
  Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
  Do not extort thy reasons from this clause,
  For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause
  But rather reason thus with reason fetter,
  Love sought is good, but given unsought better.

  William Shakespeare

  Love You, Passion, Pride

  1601 Olivia.Twelfth Night, act 3, sc.1, l.154.

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• She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pinned in thought; and, with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like Patience on a monument, smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more; but indeed our shows are more than will; for we still prove much in our vows but little in our love.

  William Shakespeare

  Grief, Men, Yellow

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 4, l. [108]

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• If music be the food of love, play on.

  William Shakespeare

  Love, Inspirational, Romantic

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

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• Enough no more; Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

  William Shakespeare

  Sweet, Enough

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

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• Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief

  William Shakespeare

  Grief, Yellow, Green

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 4, l. [108]

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• Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.

  William Shakespeare

  Love, Sweet, Kissing

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 3, l. [42]

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• Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.

  William Shakespeare

  Marriage, Night, Clown

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 5, l. [20]

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• All's well that ends well.

  John Heywood

  Wise, Wisdom, Drama

  John Heywood (1867). “The proverbs and epigrams of John Heywood: with an app. of variations”, p.21

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• Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?

  William Shakespeare

  Art, Drinking, Food

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 3, l. [124]

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• Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some hire public relations officers.

  Daniel J. Boorstin

  Night, Greatness, Born Leaders

  "Book of Humorous Quotations" by Connie Robertson, (p. 29), 1998.

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• All is well that ends well

  Emily Rodda

  Wise, Drama, Italian

  Emily Rodda (2008). “The Key to Rondo”, p.332, Scholastic Inc.

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• I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.

  William Shakespeare

  Book, Soul, Secret

  William Shakespeare (1833). “The plays and poems of William Shakspeare”, p.62

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• So full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical.

  William Shakespeare

  Shapes, Fancy

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

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• Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, more longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, than women's are.

  William Shakespeare

  Fancy, Wavering, Longing

  William Shakespeare (2014). “Twelfth Night: Third Series”, p.228, Bloomsbury Publishing

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• O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. What is love? 'Tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies not plenty; Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.

  William Shakespeare

  Wise, Sweet, Laughter

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 3, l. [42]

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• What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.

  William Shakespeare

  Sweet, Lying, Kissing

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 3, l. [42]

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• Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.

  William Shakespeare

  Women, Flower, Fall

  1601 Orsino.Twelfth Night, act 2, sc.4, l.35-8.

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• Come away, come away, death,
  And in sad cypres let me be laid;
  Fly away, fly away, breath;
  I am slain by a fair cruel maid.

  William Shakespeare

  Cypresses, Maids, Fairness

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 4, l. 51

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