I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She moves me not, or not removes at least affection's edge in me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She is your treasure, she must have a husband; I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day, And, for your love to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am asham'd that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My falcon now is sharp and passing empty, and till she stoop she must not be full-gorged, for then she never looks… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What: is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Preposterous ass, that never read so far To know the cause why music was ordain'd! Was it not to refresh the mind… — 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
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
