Quotes from Timon of Athens

Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? This yellow slave will knit and break religions, bless the accursed.

I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun.

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind.

We have seen better days.

This yellow slave Will knit and break religions, bless the accursed, Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves And give them title, knee and approbation With senators on the bench.

Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Here lies a wretched corse, of wretched soul bereft: Seek not my name: a plague consume you wicked caitiffs left! Here lie I, Timon; who, alive, all living men did hate: Pass by and curse thy fill, but pass and stay not here thy gait.

Timon will to the woods; where he shall find The unkindest beast more kinder than mankind.

The strain of man's bred out Into baboon and monkey.

O, the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us! Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, Since riches point to misery and contempt?

Every man has his fault, and honesty is his.

I am sick of this false world, and will love nought But even the mere necessities upon't.

Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.