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Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York.
Richard, Act 1, Scene 1
And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Richard, Act 1, Scene 1
Was ever woman in this humour wooed?
Was ever woman in this humour won?
Richard, Act 1, Scene 2
Since every Jack became a gentleman
There’s many a gentle person made a Jack.
Richard, Act 1, Scene 3
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, Act 1, Scene 3
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
Richard, Act 3, Scene 1
Talk’st thou to me of ‘ifs’? Thou art a traitor:
Off with his head!
Richard, Act 3, Scene 4
I am not in the giving vein today.
Richard, Act 4, Scene 2
Thou cam’st on earth to make the earth my hell.
Duchess of York, Act 4, Scene 4
Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end.
Duchess of York, Act 4, Scene 4
An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told.
Richard, Act 4, Scene 4
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings;
Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.
Richmond, Act 5, Scene 2
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Richard, Act 5, Scene 3
The king’s name is a tower of strength.
Richard, Act 5, Scene 3
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devised at first to keep the strong in awe.
Richard, Act 5, Scene 3
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Richard, Act 5, Scene 4
