All's Well That Ends Well

Your commendations, madam, get from her tears.   (Lafeu I,i)

Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead,
excessive grief the enemy to the living.   (Lafeu I,i)

Madam, I desire your holy wishes.   (Bertram I,i)

Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use, and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key: be cheque'd for silence,
But never tax'd for speech.   (Countess I,i)

I am undone: there is no living, none,
If Bertram be away.   (Helena I,i)

full oft we see
Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.   (Helena I,i)

It is not politic in the commonwealth of nature to
preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is rational
increase and there was never virgin got till
virginity was first lost. That you were made of is
metal to make virgins. Virginity by being once lost
may be ten times found; by being ever kept, it is
ever lost: 'tis too cold a companion; away with 't!   (Parolles I,i)

you were born under a charitable star.     (Helena I,i)

You go so much backward when you fight.   (Helena I,i)

get thee a good husband,
and use him as he uses thee;   (Parolles I,i)

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,
Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky
Gives us free scope, only doth backward pull
Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull.   (Helena I,i)

there is
more owing her than is paid; and more shall be paid
her than she'll demand.   (Countess I,iii)

see that you come
Not to woo honour, but to wed it;   (King II,i)

Those girls of Italy, take heed of them:
They say, our French lack language to deny,
If they demand: beware of being captives   (King II,i)

I have spoke
With one that, in her sex, her years, profession,
Wisdom and constancy, hath amazed me   (Lafeu II,i)

The congregated college have concluded
That labouring art can never ransom nature
From her inaidible estate;   (King II,i)

Oft expectation fails and most oft there
Where most it promises, and oft it hits
Where hope is coldest and despair most fits.   (Helena II,i)

I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught:   (Clown II,ii)

there can be no kernel in this light nut; the
soul of this man is his clothes. Trust him not in
matter of heavy consequence;  (Lafeu II,v)

Sir, I can nothing say,
But that I am your most obedient servant.   (Helena II,v)

Go thou toward home; where I will never come
Whilst I can shake my sword or hear the drum.   (Bertram II,v)

Holy seems the quarrel
Upon your grace's part; black and fearful
On the opposer.   (First Lord III,i)

A very tainted fellow, and full of wickedness.   (Countess III,ii)

Come, night; end, day!
For with the dark, poor thief, I'll steal away.   (Helena III,ii)

Sir, it is
A charge too heavy for my strength, but yet
We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake
To the extreme edge of hazard.   (Bertram III,iii)

From courtly friends, with camping foes to live,
Where death and danger dogs the heels of worth:   (Helena III,iv)

Ah, what sharp stings are in her mildest words!   (Countess III,iv)

he's a most notable coward, an infinite and
endless liar, an hourly promise-breaker, the owner
of no one good quality worthy your lordship's
entertainment.   (Second lord III,vi)

It were fit you knew him; lest, reposing too far in
his virtue, which he hath not, he might at some
great and trusty business in a main danger fail you.   (First lord III,vi)

the merit of
service is seldom attributed to the true and exact
performer   (Parolles III,vi)

I love thee
By love's own sweet constraint, and will for ever
Do thee all rights of service.   (Bertram IV,ii)

Ay, so you serve us
Till we serve you; but when you have our roses,
You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves
And mock us with our bareness.   (Diana IV,ii)

I will tell you a
thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you.   (Second loard IV,iii)

When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the
grave of it.   (First lord IV,iii)

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and
ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our
faults whipped them not; and our crimes would
despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.   (First lord IV,iii)

You never had a servant to whose trust
Your business was more welcome.   (Widow IV,iv)

'twas a good lady: we may pick a
thousand salads ere we light on such another herb.   (Lafeu IV,v)

He lost a wife
Whose beauty did astonish the survey
Of richest eyes, whose words all ears took captive,
Whose dear perfection hearts that scorn'd to serve   (Lafeu V,iii)

certain it is I liked her,
And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth   (Bertram V,iii)