O England! Model to thy inward greatness, like little body with a might heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Myself will straight aboard, and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Set your heart at rest. The fairyland buys not the child of me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O horror! Horror! Horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth But that our soft conditions and our hearts Should well agree with our… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I read that I profess, the Art of Love. Bianca: And may you prove, sir, master of your art! Lucentio: While you,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For I can raise no money by vile means. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is thyself, mine own self's better part; Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; My food, my fortune, and… — 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
O constancy, be strong upon my side, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some sins do bear their privilege on earth, And so doth yours: your fault was not your folly; Needs must you lay… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A miracle. Here's our own hands against our hearts. Come, I will have thee, but by this light I take thee for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Neighbours, you are tedious. DOGBERRY It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe, and make his wrongs His outsides, to wear them… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To be in love- where scorn is bought with groans, Coy looks with heart-sore sighs, one fading moment's mirth With twenty watchful,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly at your service — 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
