Merchant of Venice quotes

Hie thee, gentle Jew. The Hebrew will turn Christian, he grows kind
The duke cannot deny the course of law… if it be denied will much impeach the justice of his state
My purse, my person, my extremest means lie all unlock’ to your occasions
I hold the world but as a world, Gratiano; a stage where everyman must play a part and mine a sad one
In sooth I know not why I am so sad
Most heartily I do beseech the court to give the judgement
Why then, you are in love.
Neither have I money nor commodity to raise a present sum; therefore go forth, try what my credit can in Venice do
I am as like to call thee so again, to spit on thee again, to spurn thee too
I never knew so young a body with so an old head
Tarry a little; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood.
Have by some surgeon, Shylock on your charge, to stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death
O love, dispatch all business and be gone!
My little body is aweary of this great world
What, no more? Pay him six thousand and deface the bond. Double six thousand, and then treble that
So is the will of a living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father
In Belmont there is a lady richly left, and she is fair
If he have the condition of a saint, and the complexion of a devil, I had rather he should shrive me than wive me
Pay the petty debt twenty times over
If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge
Many a time and oft in the Rialto you have rated me about my money and my usances
He lends out money gratis and brings down the rate of usance here with us in Venice
I hate him for he is Christian
I’ll have my bond. Speak not against my bond. I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond.
I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor will I pray with you
My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter!
Two thousand ducats in that, and other precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter be dead at my foot.
You call me misbeliever, cutthroat dog, and spet upon my Jewish gabardine
Tis not unknown to you how much i have disabled mine estate
You shall not seal to such a bond for me: I’ll rather dwell in my necessity
[aside] Why, I were best to cut my left hand off and swear I lost the ring defending it
To you, Antonio, I owe the most in money and in love
I would lose all, ay, sacrifice them all to this devil, to deliver you
I am glad ’tis night, you do not look on me
Farewell, and if my fortune not be crossed. I have a father, and you a daughter, lost
I will make fast the doors and glid myself with some more ducats
How I shall take her from her father’s house, what gold and jewels she is furnished with
If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation.
What heinous sin is it in me to be ashamed to be my father’s child?
Thou wilt show thy mercy… But, touched with human gentleness and love… we all expect a gentle answer, Jew
But lend it rather to thine enemy, who, if he breaks, thou mayst with better face exact the penalty
He seek the life of any citizen, the party ‘gainst which he contrive shall seize half his goods
He presently become a Christian