Every thing that grows / Holds in perfection but a little moment. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The sweets we wish for, turn to loathed sours, Even in the moment that we call them ours. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You'd be so lean, that blast of January Would blow you through and through. Now, my fair'st friend, I would I had… — 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
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time's the king of men; he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case? Or will not else thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I was too young that time to value her, But now I know her. If she be a traitor, Why, so am… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of expectation. Performance is ever duller for his act; and,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams Driving back shadows over low'ring hills. Therefore do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Tis a commodity that will lose the gloss with lying; the longer kept, the less worth: off with ’t, while ’tis vendible;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
ROMEO to BALTHASAR But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time… — 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
