“my heart is wondrous light, Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd.” — 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
Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms Misguide thy opposers' swords! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If music be the food of love, play on. Giveme excess of it, so that in surfeiting, I may sicken, and so… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, and that craves wary walking. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How much salt water thrown away in waste/ To season love, that of it doth not taste. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“For thee I'll lock up all the gates of love And on my eyelids shall conjecture hang, To turn all beauty into… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, but do not dull thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Gloucester, we have done deeds of charity, made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, between these swelling wrong-incensed peers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“She’ll not be hit With Cupid’s arrow. She hath Dian’s wit, And, in strong proof of chastity well armed, From love’s weak,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all, What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I know not love' quoth he, 'nor will not know it, Unless it be a boar, and then I chase it. 'Tis… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. Doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Let not my love be called idolatry, Nor my beloved as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and praises be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I do believe you think what now you speak, but what we do determine oft we break. Purpose is but the slave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Arrested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned… — 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
