The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 107
Man, proud man,
Drest in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he’s most assured,
His glassy essence, like an angry ape,
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven,
As make the angels weep.
‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 117
Great men may jest with saints; ’tis wit in them,
But, in the less foul profanation.
‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 127
That in the captain’s but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.
‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 130
Is this her fault or mine?
The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?
‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 162
O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint,
With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous
Is that temptation that doth goad us on
To sin in loving virtue; never could the strumpet,
With all her double vigour, art and nature,
Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid
Subdues me quite. Ever till now
When men were fond, I smiled and wondered how.
‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 2, l. 180
Might there not be a charity in sin
To save this brother’s life?
‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 2, sc. 4, l. 64
Claudio: The miserable have no other medicine
But only hope:
I have hope to live, and am prepared to die.
Duke: Be absolute for death; either death or life
Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life:
If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing
That none but fools would keep: a breath thou art
Servile to all the skyey influences,
That dost this habitation, where thou keep’st,
Hourly afflict. Merely, thou art death’s fool;
For him thou labour’st by thy flight to shun,