Best 17 quotes in «measure for measure quotes» category

The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.

Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right; we would and we would not.

The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?

The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.

Life... is a paradise to what we fear of death.

From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope of the immoderate use Turns to restraint. Our natures do pursue, - Like rats that ravin down their proper bane, - A thirsty evil; and when we drink we die.

For this new-married man approaching here, Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd Your well defended honour, you must pardon For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,-- Being criminal, in double violation Of sacred chastity and of promise-breach Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,-- The very mercy of the law cries out Most audible, even from his proper tongue, 'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!' Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure; Like doth quit like, and MEASURE still FOR MEASURE

[Measure for Measure] leaves me with the sense that life is all there is, so we might as well live it as best we can; that being human is not a given something we have to strive for. That the reason we are here is to live and that this involves making many difficult judgements.

All surfeit is the father of much fast.

Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, Another thing to fall." - Angelo, Act 2 Scene 1

To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life.

As Angelo discovered in Measure for Measure, nothing corrupts like virtue.

If you can not measure it, you can not improve it.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.

If you can’t measure it, you can’t fix it.

I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the worst thing about him.

That in the captains but a choleric word Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.