Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I never did apply hot and rebellious liquors… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O sir, you are old; nature in you stands on the very verge of her confine; you should be ruled and led… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though age from folly could not give me freedom, It does from childishness. — 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
Your date is better in your pie and your porridge than in your cheek. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled. Be not disturbed with my infirmity. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave. — 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
I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways, not as it hath power,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow, And pluck nights from me, but not lend a morrow; Thou canst help time… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I would with such perfection govern, sir, T'excel the golden age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Crabbed age and youth cannot live together; Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age… — 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
I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Give me a staff of honor for mine age, But not a sceptre to control the world. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages, long… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, Too far in years to be a pupil now. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy. — 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 Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image