Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please me.

— William Shakespeare

Yet but three come one more. Two of both kinds make up four. Ere she comes burst and sad. Cupid is a knavish lad.Thus, to make poor females mad.

— William Shakespeare

Yet do I fear thy nature It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.

— William Shakespeare

Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light:If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light resume.

— William Shakespeare

You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives and conned them out of rings?

— William Shakespeare

You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.

— William Shakespeare

You block, you stone, you worse than senseless things! O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey?

— William Shakespeare

You have to be cruel to be kind.

— William Shakespeare

Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

— William Shakespeare

Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under't.

— William Shakespeare