“Have not we affections and desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, the difference of man and man! To thee a woman's services are due. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My endeavors Have ever come too short of my desires. Yet filed with my abilities. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What? do I love her, that I desire to hear her speak again, and feast upon her eyes — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jump with common spirits And rank me with the barbarous… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Let not light see my black and deep desires. They eye wink at the hand, yet let that be which the eye… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Can it be That modesty may more betray our sense Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough, Shall we desire to raze… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The very instant I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides To make me slave to it. ...mine… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And keep you in the rear of your affection, Out of the shot and danger of desire, The chariest maid is prodigal… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Can’t help it? Nonsense! What we are is up to us. Our bodies are like gardens and our willpower is like the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What many men desire--that 'many' may be meant By the fool multitude that choose by show, Not learning more than the fond… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Either to die the death or to abjure For ever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Know of… — 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
At Christmas I no more desire a rose Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth; But like of each thing that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How slow This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, Like to a stepdame, or a dowager, Long withering out a young… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The will is infinite and the execution confin'd, the desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Stars hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires: The eyes wink at the hand; yet let that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat… — 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
