William Shakespeare Quotes About Pride

• Man, proud man, drest in a little brief authority, most ignorant of what he's most assur d, glassy essence, like an angry ape, plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, as make the angels weep.

  William Shakespeare

  Angel, Pride, Men

  'Measure for Measure' (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 117

• To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
  For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
  Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold
  Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
  Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd
  In process of the seasons have I seen,
  Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,
  Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.

  William Shakespeare

  Summer, Spring, Eye

  1609 Sonnets, sonnet 104.

• He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle.

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Glasses, Proud

  1602 Agamemnon.Troilus and Cressida, act 2, sc.3, l.153-5.

• It may do good; pride hath no other glass To show itself but pride, for supple knees Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees.

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Men, Glasses

  William Shakespeare (1823). “The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: From the Text of Johnson, Stevens, and Reed; with Glossarial Notes, His Life, and a Critique on His Genius & Writings”, p.642

• I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride,
  Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
  Do not extort thy reasons from this clause,
  For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause
  But rather reason thus with reason fetter,
  Love sought is good, but given unsought better.

  William Shakespeare

  Love You, Passion, Pride

  1601 Olivia.Twelfth Night, act 3, sc.1, l.154.

• The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair; A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.

  William Shakespeare

  Sweet, Flower, Pride

  William Shakespeare, Howard Staunton (1860). “The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems”, p.775

• O world, how apt the poor are to be proud!

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Haughtiness, World

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 3, sc. 1, l. [141]

• My pride fell with my fortunes.

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Fortune

  William Shakespeare, Juliet Dusinberre (2006). “As You Like It: Third Series”, p.175, Cengage Learning EMEA

• I can see his pride
  Peep through each part of him.

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Sassy, I Can

  William Shakespeare, George Steevens, Samuel Johnson, Isaac Reed (1793). “The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes : with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators”, p.15

• Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars
  That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!
  Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
  The spirit-stirring drum, th' ear-piercing fife,
  The royal banner, and all quality,
  Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!

  William Shakespeare

  War, Farewell, Ambition

  'Othello' (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 346

• 'Tis pride that pulls the country down.

  William Shakespeare

  Country, Pride

  'Othello' (1602-4) act 2, sc. 3, l. [99]

• All pride is willing pride.

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Willing

  William Shakespeare, George Somers Bellamy (1875). “The New Shaksperian Dictionary of Quotations: (With Marginal Classification and Reference.)”, p.184

• Pride went before, ambition follows him.

  William Shakespeare

  Ambition, Pride

  William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Alexander Pope, Richard Farmer, Samuel Johnson (1821). “The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare”, p.175

• Whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.

  William Shakespeare

  Pride, Deeds, Vanity And Pride

  William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Edward Capell, Alexander Pope, George Steevens (1821). “The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare”, p.308

• Why, who cries out on pride that can therein tax any private party? Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea till the weary very means do ebb?

  William Shakespeare

  Party, Mean, Pride

  William Shakespeare (2016). “The New Oxford Shakespeare: The Complete Works”, p.1716, Oxford University Press

• I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.

  William Shakespeare

  Summer, Pride, Boys

  'Henry VIII' (1613) act 3, sc. 2, l. 352

• O, this life Is nobler than attending for a check, Richer than doing nothing for a robe, Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk: Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine Yet keeps his book uncrossed.

  William Shakespeare

  Pain, Book, Pride

• I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

  William Shakespeare

  Hate, Pride, Men

  William Shakespeare (2015). “Troilus and Cressida: Third Series, Revised Edition”, p.236, Bloomsbury Publishing

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