Crabbed age and youth cannot live together; Youth is full of pleasance, age full of care; Youth like the summer morn, age… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age have left… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is an old poor man,. . . . Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves And spend our flatteries to drink those men Upon whose age we void it up… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Never; he will not: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed: but… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo ladies, I fright… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown! — 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
