Love Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 21

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.

— William Shakespeare

I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say - I love you

— William Shakespeare

No particular scandal one can touch but it confounds the breather.

— William Shakespeare

Whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.

— William Shakespeare

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet

— William Shakespeare

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

— William Shakespeare

It is better to have burnt & lost, then to never have barbecued at all.

— William Shakespeare

Yet writers say, as in the sweetest bud The eating canter dwells, so eating love Inhabits in the finest wits of all.

— William Shakespeare

The Foole doth thinke he is wise, but the wiseman knowes himselfe to be a Foole.

— William Shakespeare

Love runs away from those chasing her, and those who run away, she throws herself on his neck.

— William Shakespeare

“young men's love lies, not truly in their hearts but in their ...eyes”

— William Shakespeare

For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard...

— William Shakespeare

Thyself shall see the act; For, as thou urgest justice, be assured Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desir'st.

— William Shakespeare

Is it possible that love should of a sudden take such a hold?

— William Shakespeare

So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end

— William Shakespeare

Who seeks, and will not take when once 'tis offered, shall never find it more.

— William Shakespeare

And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd

— William Shakespeare

Of all the fair resort of gentlemen That every day with parle encounter me, In thy opinion which is worthiest love?

— William Shakespeare

“That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.”

— William Shakespeare

“Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life, and, to be short, what not that's sweet and happy.”

— William Shakespeare

“And I have thrust myself into this maze, Haply to wive and thrive as best I may.”

— William Shakespeare

O, that our fathers would applause our loves, To seal our happiness with hteir consents!

— William Shakespeare

Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,

— William Shakespeare

Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.

— William Shakespeare

Scratching could not make it worse. . . such a face as yours.

— William Shakespeare

O powerful love, that in some respects makes a beast a man, in some other, a man a beast.

— William Shakespeare

Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his…

— William Shakespeare

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

— William Shakespeare

“reason and love keep little company together now-a-days...”

— William Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds.

— William Shakespeare

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit.

— William Shakespeare

Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit.

— William Shakespeare

Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

— William Shakespeare

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

— William Shakespeare

You cannot call it love, for at your age the heyday in the blood is tame

— William Shakespeare

Let me confess that we two must be twain, although our undivided loves are one.

— William Shakespeare

Experience is by industry achieved, And perfected by the swift course of time.

— William Shakespeare

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror

— William Shakespeare

I am giddy, expectation whirls me round. The imaginary relish is so sweet That it enchants my sense.

— William Shakespeare

“But rather reason thus with reason fetter: Love sough is good but given unsought is better.”

— William Shakespeare