I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For I am full of spirit and resolve to meet all perils very constantly. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, my sister, fare thee well. The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jump with common spirits And rank me with the barbarous… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me not live, after my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff of younger spirits. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do oppose My patience to his fury, and am arm'd To suffer, with a quietness of spirit, The very tyranny and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Spirits are not finely touched But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But like a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Glendower: I can call the spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some say that ever 'gainst the season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She told her, while she kept it, 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father Entirely to her love, but if she… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and upon this… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why, universal plodding poisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries, As motion and long-during action tires The sinewy vigor of the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
GLOUCESTER: Yet so much is my poverty of spirit, So mighty and so many my defects, As I had rather hide me… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He reads much; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, As… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A lean cheek; which you have not: a blue eye, and sunken; which you have not: an unquestionable spirit; which you have… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved To meet all perils very constantly. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the cowish terror of his spirit that dares not undertake; he'll not feel wrongs which tie him to an answer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Conscience is a blushing, shamefaced spirit than mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A lean cheek, - a blue eye, and sunken, - an unquestionable spirit, - a beard neglected:- Then your hose should be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou has no name to be known by, let us call thee devil…O God, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am thy father's spirit; Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night And, for the day, confin'd to fast in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nay, do not think I flatter. For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits… — 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
