But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and flout 'em; / Thought is free. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
On a day - alack the day! - Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do not tell me, for I've heard it all, there is too much to do with hate, but much more to do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest,hurts the deepest,but feels the strongest — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is no creature loves me; And if I die, no soul will pity me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts To courtship and such fair ostents of love As shall conveniently become you there. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her… — 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
Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love her ten times more than e'er I did: O, how I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair, Playing in the wanton air: Through the velvet leaves the wind,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I thank you all and here dismiss you all, and to the love and favor of my country commit myself, my person,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Wonder of time,' quoth she, 'this is my spite, That, thou being dead, the day should yet be light. 'Since thou art… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, But Lust's effect is tempest after sun; Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain, Lust's winter… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Commend me to them, And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The course of true love never did run smooth; But, either it was different in blood, O cross! too high to be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours… — 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
