A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age have left… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though age from folly could not give me freedom, It does from childishness. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage; and,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Never; he will not: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed: but… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways, not as it hath power,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O sir, you are old; nature in you stands on the very verge of her confine; you should be ruled and led… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo ladies, I fright… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Crabbed age and youth cannot live together; Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though now this grained face of mine be hid In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, And all the conduits of my blood froze… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I never did apply hot and rebellious liquors… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, Too far in years to be a pupil now. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages, long… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
