“O,come,be buried A second time within these arms (They embrace)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong: To love that well which thou must leave ere long.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs; — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is wing'd cupid painted blind. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And whatsomever else shall hap tonight, give it an understanding but no tongue, I will requit your love. So, fare your well.… — 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
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: O, but with mine compare… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That is my home of love: if I have ranged, Like him that travels I return again, Just to the time, not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words, Brags of his substance, not of ornament: They are but beggars that can count… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Tis torture and not mercy. Heaven is here, Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
it is my lady! *sighs* o, it is my love! o, that she knew she were! she speaks, yet she sais nothing.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O hell! to choose love by another's eyes!" "Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I always feel happy, You know why? Because I don't expect anything from anyone, Expectations always hurt.. Life is short.. So love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. What wilt thou do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge… — 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
