Does anyone know some good King Lear quotes?

The play is by Shakespeare. Also the quotes need to deal with the quote "Nothing sees miracles/But misery." and how it exemplifies the them of the play as a whole. Thanks!


I have already read the play! I just need some suggestions.

Update 2:

if you know the act and scene number that would help also. thanks!

5 Answers

  • 1 decade ago
    Best Answer

    LEAR: Nothing will come of nothing.

    LEAR: Dost thou call me fool, boy?

    FOOL: All thy other titles thou hast given away; that thou wast born with.

    FOOL: Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to care for her frowning; now thou art an O without a figure. I am better than thou art now; I am a fool, thou art nothing.

    "How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!" - ( Quote Act I, Scene IV).

    "I am a man more sinned against than sinning". - ( Quote Act III, Scene II).

    "My love's more richer than my tongue". King Lear Quote (Act I, Scene I).

    "Have more than thou showest, speak less than thou knowest, lend less than thou owest". - ( Quote Act I, Scene IV).

    "The worst is not, So long as we can say, 'This is the worst.' " . King Lear Quote (Act IV, Scene I)

  • 3 years ago

    King Lear Important Quotes

  • 1 decade ago

    Yes, I do know some good King Lear quotes. I learned them from reading King Lear. That's what you're going to do right now. Turn off the computer and read King Lear!!!!!

  • 1 decade ago

    I believe you can read the actual Play here:

    I picked these quotes, because I think they might be related to madness, & misery in general.

    Although the last, not least.

    King Lear, 1. 1

    Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.

    King Lear, 1. 1

    Come not between the dragon and his wrath.

    King Lear, 1. 1

    Love is not love

    When it is mingled with regards that stand

    Aloof from the entire point.

    King Lear, 1. 1

    'Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he hath ever

    but slenderly known himself.

    King Lear, 1. 1

    Why bastard? wherefore base?

    When my dimensions are as well compact,

    My mind as generous, and my shape as true,

    As honest madam's issue?

    King Lear, 1. 2

    My cue is villanous melancholy, with a sigh like Tom o' Bedlam.

    King Lear, 1. 2

    Who is it that can tell me who I am?

    King Lear, 1. 4

    Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend,

    More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a child,

    Than the sea-monster!

    King Lear, 1. 4

    O! let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven;

    Keep me in temper; I would not be mad!

    King Lear, 1. 5

    Down, thou climbing sorrow,

    Thy element's below.

    King Lear, 2. 4

    O, reason not the need: our basest beggars

    Are in the poorest thing superfluous:

    Allow not nature more than nature needs,

    Man's life's as cheap as beast's.

    King Lear, 2. 4

    Let not women's weapons, water-drops,

    Stain my man's cheeks!

    King Lear, 2. 4

    I will do such things,--

    What they are, yet I know not: but they shall be

    The terrors of the earth.

    King Lear, 2. 4

    No, I'll not weep:

    I have full cause of weeping; but this heart

    Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws,

    Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad!

    King Lear, 2. 4

    Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain!

    Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters:

    I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness.

    I am a man

    More sinned against than sinning.

    King Lear, 3. 2

    Oh, that way madness lies; let me shun that.

    King Lear, 3. 4

    Take physic, pomp;

    Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel.

    King Lear, 3. 4

    Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen

    from lenders' books, and defy the foul fiend.

    King Lear, 3. 4

    Thou art the thing itself:

    unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor bare,

    forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings!

    come unbutton here.

    King Lear, 3. 4

    The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

    King Lear, 3. 4

    Child Rowland to the dark tower came,

    His word was still, Fie, foh, and fum,

    I smell the blood of a British man.

    King Lear, 3. 4

    I am tied to the stake, and I must stand the course.

    King Lear, 3. 7

    The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune,

    Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear:

    The lamentable change is from the best;

    The worst returns to laughter.

    King Lear, 4. 1

    The worst is not

    So long as we can say, 'This is the worst.'

    King Lear, 4. 1

    As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods.

    They kill us for their sport.

    King Lear, 4. 1

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  • 1 decade ago

    Here you go - the best quotes from Shakepeare's tragedy, "King Lear."

    Frederic Kahler

    Las Vegas

    ACT 1

    Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.

    -- Lear, scene i

    Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave

    My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty

    According to my bond; nor more nor less.

    -- Cordelia, scene i

    Mend your speech a little,

    Lest you may mar your fortunes.

    -- Lear, scene i

    Lear: So young, and so untender?

    Cordelia: So young, my lord, and true.

    Lear: Let it be so; — thy truth, then, be thy dower.

    -- Scene i

    Come not between the dragon and his wrath.

    -- Lear, scene i

    Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow

    Upon the foul disease.

    -- Kent, scene i

    Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides:

    Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.

    -- Cordelia, scene i

    Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he hath ever but slenderly known himself.

    -- Regan, scene i

    Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take

    More composition and fierce quality

    Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,

    Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops

    Got 'tween asleep and wake?

    -- Edmund, scene ii

    Now, gods, stand up for bastards!

    -- Edmund, scene ii

    We have seen the best of our time: machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves.

    -- Gloucester, scene ii

    This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whore-master man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!

    -- Edmund, scene ii

    Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out, when the lady brach may stand by the fire and stink.

    -- The Fool, scene iv

    Have more than thou showest,

    Speak less than thou knowest,

    Lend less than thou owest,

    Ride more than thou goest,

    Learn more than thou trowest,

    Set less than thou throwest;

    Leave thy drink and thy whore,

    And keep in-a-door,

    And thou shall have more

    Than two tens to a score.

    -- The Fool, scene iv

    The hedge sparrow fed the cuckoo so long,

    That it had it head bit off by it young.

    -- The Fool, scene IV

    Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend,

    More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a child

    Than the sea-monster!

    -- Lear, scene iv

    How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is

    To have a thankless child!

    -- Lear, scene iv

    Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.

    -- Albany, scene iv

    ACT II

    Oswald: Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee not.

    Kent: Fellow, I know thee.

    Oswald: What dost thou know me for?

    Kent: A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered, action-taking whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that wouldst be a bawd, in way of good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pander, and the son and heir of a mongrel *****: one whom I will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deniest the least syllable of thy addition.

    -- Scene ii

    I have seen better faces in my time,

    Than stands on any shoulder that I see

    Before me at this instant.

    -- Kent, scene ii

    Fortune, good-night: smile once more; turn thy wheel!

    -- Kent, scene ii

    That sir which serves and seeks for gain,

    And follows but for form,

    Will pack when it begins to rain,

    And leave thee in the storm.

    But I will tarry; the fool will stay,

    And let the wise man fly:

    The knave turns fool that runs away;

    The fool, no knave, perdy.

    -- The Fool, scene iv

    O, sir, you are old;

    Nature in you stands on the very verge

    Of her confine: you should be rul'd and led

    By some discretion, that discerns your state

    Better than you yourself.

    -- Regan, scene iv

    Our basest beggars

    Are in the poorest thing superfluous:

    Allow not nature more than nature needs,

    Man's life is cheap as beast's.

    -- Lear, scene iv

    You see me here, you gods, a poor old man,

    As full of grief as age; wretched in both!

    If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts

    Against their father, fool me not so much

    To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger,

    And let not women's weapons, water-drops,

    Stain my man's cheeks!

    -- Lear, scene iv

    I have full cause of weeping; but this heart

    Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws

    Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad!

    -- Lear, scene iv


    Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!

    You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout

    Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!

    You sulphurous and thought-executing fires,

    Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts,

    Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder,

    Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world!

    Crack nature's molds, all germens spill at once

    That make ingrateful man!

    -- Lear, scene ii

    I am a man,

    More sinn'd against than sinning.

    -- Lear, scene ii

    The art of our necessities is strange,

    And can make vile things precious.

    --Lear, scene ii

    He that has and a little tiny wit,

    With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

    Must make content with his fortunes fit,

    Though the rain it raineth every day.

    -- The Fool, scene ii

    O, that way madness lies; let me shun that;

    No more of that.

    -- Lear, scene iv

    Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,

    That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,

    How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,

    Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you

    From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en

    Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;

    Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,

    That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,

    And show the heavens more just.

    -- Lear, scene iv

    Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on 's are sophisticated; thou art the thing itself; unaccomodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.

    -- Lear, scene iv

    The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

    -- Edgar, scene iv

    Child Rowland to the dark tower came,

    His word was still, —Fie, foh, and fum,

    I smell the blood of a British man.

    -- Edgar, scene iv

    He's mad, that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath.

    -- The Fool, scene vi

    Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.

    -- Fool, scene vi

    Go, thrust him out at gates, and let him smell

    His way to Dover.

    -- Regan, scene vii

    ACT IV

    I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;

    I stumbled when I saw: full oft 'tis seen,

    Our means secure us, and our mere defects

    Prove our commodities.

    -- Gloucester, scene i

    And worse I may be yet: the worst is not,

    So long as we can say, This is the worst.

    -- Edgar, scene i

    As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods, —

    They kill us for their sport.

    -- Gloucester, scene i

    You are not worth the dust which the rude wind

    Blows in your face.

    -- Albany, scene ii

    She that herself will sliver and disbranch

    From her material sap, perforce must wither

    And come to deadly use.

    -- Albany, scene ii

    Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile:

    Filths savour but themselves.

    -- Albany, scene ii

    How fearful

    And dizzy 'tis to cast one's eyes so low!

    The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air

    Show scarce so gross as beetles; halfway down

    Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade!

    Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.

    The fishermen, that walk upon the beach,

    Appear like mice, and yond tall anchoring bark

    Diminished to her cock; her cock, a buoy

    Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge,

    That on the unnumber'ed idle pebbles chafes,

    Cannot be heard so high.

    -- Edgar, scene vi

    Ay, every inch a king:

    When I do stare, see how the subject quakes.

    I pardon that man's life. — What was thy cause? —

    Adultery? —

    Thou shalt not die: die for adultery! No:

    The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly

    Does lecher in my sight.

    Let copulation thrive; for Gloster's bastard son

    Was kinder to his father than my daughters

    Got 'tween the lawful sheets.

    To't, luxury, pell-mell! for I lack soldiers. —

    Behold yond simpering dame,

    Whose face between her forks presages snow;

    That minces virtue, and does shake the head

    To hear of pleasure's name; —

    The fitchew nor the soiled horse goes to't

    With a more riotous appetite

    Down from the waist they are centaurs,

    Though women all above.

    But to the girdle do the gods inherit,

    Beneath is all the fiend's; there's hell, there's darkness,

    There is the sulphurous pit; burning, scalding, stench, consumption! — fie, fie, fie! pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination: there's money for thee.

    -- Lear, scene vi

    Gloucester: O! let me kiss that hand!

    Lear: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.

    -- Scene vi

    A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?

    -- Lear, scene vi

    There thou mightst behold the great image of authority: a dog's obeyed in office.

    -- Lear, scene vi

    Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear;

    Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,

    And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks;

    Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw does pierce it.

    -- Lear, scene vi

    When we are born, we cry that we are come

    To this great stage of fools — This' a good block: —

    It were a delicate strategem to shoe

    A troop of horse with felt: I'll put 't in proof;

    And when I have stol'n upon these sons-in-law,

    Then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

    -- Lear, scene vi

    You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave: —

    Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound

    Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears

    Do scald like molten lead.

    -- Lear, scene vii

    I am a very foolish fond old man,

    Fourscore and upward, not an hour more or less;

    And, to deal plainly,

    I fear I am not in my perfect mind.

    -- Lear, scene vii

    You must bear with me:

    Pray you now, forget and forgive: I am old and foolish.

    -- Lear, scene vii

    ACT V

    Men must endure

    Their going hence, even as their coming hither:

    Ripeness is all.

    -- Edgar, scene ii

    Come, let's away to prison;

    We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:

    When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,

    And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live,

    And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh

    At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues

    Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,

    Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; —

    And take upon's the mystery of things,

    As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out,

    In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones

    That ebb and flow by the moon.

    -- Lear, scene iii

    The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices

    Make instruments to plague us.

    -- Edgar, scene iii

    The wheel is come full circle: I am here.

    -- Edmund, scene iii

    Howl, howl, howl, howl! O! you are men of stones:

    Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so

    That heaven's vaults should crack. — She's gone for ever! —

    I know when one is dead, and when one lives;

    She's dead as earth.

    -- Lear, scene iii

    And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life!

    Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life,

    And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more,

    Never, never, never, never, never!

    --Lear, scene iii

    Vex not his ghost: O! let him pass; he hates him

    That would upon the rack of this tough world

    Stretch him out longer.

    -- Kent, scene iii

    The weight of this sad time we must obey;

    Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.

    The oldest hath borne most: we that are young

    Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

    -- Edgar, scene iii

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