Shakespeare Quotes About Marriage

Press not a falling man too far.

The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening,

The venom clamours of a jealous woman Poisons more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.

Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell? Sleeping or waking? mad or well-advis'd?

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

I do not like the humour of lying.

We burn daylight: here, read, read; perceive how I might be knighted.

I will be master of what is mine own:

She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, / My household stuff, my field, my barn, / My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;

Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, / Thy head, thy sovereign;

What you will have it named, even that it is;

I am ashamed that women are so simple