Richard III – Page 3 – Shakespeare Quote of the Day

November 18

And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.

–Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;
For ’tis thy presence that exhales this blood
From cold and empty veins.

–Richard III,
Act I, Scene ii

Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;
Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.

—Richard III,
Act IV, Scene iv

And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.

-Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

…And thou unfit for any place but hell.

-Richard III,
Act I, Scene ii

I would not grow so fast, because
sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste.

–Richard III,
Act II, Scene iv

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer…

–Richard III,
Act, I Scene i