Much Ado About Nothing Quotes

“And to be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in
a merry hour.

No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there
was a star danced, and under that was I born.”
― William Shakespeare

“The world must be peopled!”
― William Shakespeare

“Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“I may chance have some
odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me,
because I have railed so long against marriage: but
doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat
in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of
the brain awe a man from the career of his humour?
No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would
die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I
were married.”
― William Shakespeare

“I was born to speak all mirth and no matter.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“By this hand, I love thee.

Beatrice
Use it for my love some other way than swearing by it.”
― William Shakespeare

“I don't purchase people with money, or hiss like a snake to attract their attention, all i do is to rest on my couch because i have the conviction that no human can progress with an exception without a power behind.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“She loves him with an enraged affection, it is past the infinite of thought.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“But, masters, remember that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass.”
― Dogberry

“Benedick Scott was on his way to freedom or profound failure or, if the usual order of things held up, both. Two chests, strapped closed and marked for delivery to an apartment in Manhattan, sat at the end of his bed. On his person he needed only his typewriter, slung over his shoulder in a battered case. He'd stuffed the case with socks to cushion any dinging, along with his shaving kit, a worn copy of Middlemarch, and thirty-four pages of typed future.”
― McKelle George, Speak Easy, Speak Love

“what your wisdoms could not discover, these shallow fools have brought to light”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“Thou wilt be condemned in to everlasting redemption for this.”
― Much Ado About Nothing

“And in her eye there hath appear'd a fire,
To burn the errors that these princes hold
Against her maiden truth. Call me a fool;
Trust not my reading nor my observations,
Which with experimental seal doth warrant
The tenor of my book; trust not my age,
My reverence, calling, nor divinity,
If this sweet lady lie not guiltless here
Under some biting error.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”
― William Shakespeare

“Don't be stereotypical or you'll be punished.”
― LC

“There's a skirmish of wit between them.”
― William Shakespeare

“I didn't want to waste my time. I didn't want someone who wouldn't understand when I reference Tony Stark, Mal Reynolds, and Alexander Hamilton in the same breath―all handsome rogues, obviously. I wanted someone who didn't need me to backtrack and explain everything. Someone who would escort me to midnight showings but never ask me to dress up to attend. Someone who knew that I always, always, always wanted a Slurpee, but especially when it was snowing.”
― Lily Anderson

“You left so fast, I didn't even get to tell you that you look beautiful. In the alternate time line, I would have monologued about that."

I averted my eyes, my face warming in tandem with his. "I'm wearing makeup. It's performance enhancer for my face."

"I see you every day. It's not the makeup." He reached over tentatively and lifted my chin. His fingers shook, just a little. "Your eyes really are gray, aren't they? I thought they were blue, but they're almost silver."

"Very low melanin levels," I said, faltering.

"You gorgeous mutant.”
― Lily Anderson

“But Don John merely represents a more general mistrust in the play – he is not its sole source. After all, his is a tiny part (no sniggering at the back): he has only 4 per cent of the play’s lines. He does, however, symbolize something larger than himself. And perhaps this is why he is given the identity of bastard. His own malevolent illegitimacy might be thought a kind of proof that women can – and some do – sleep with men not their husbands. Don John the bastard is himself the very certification to stabilize the play’s paranoia about women’s faithlessness. His status as a bastard thus confirms the play’s worst fears.”
― emma smith, This Is Shakespeare