“Hence! home, you idle creatures get you home: Is this a holiday? what! know you not, Being mechanical, you ought not walk… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason ! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The art of our necessities is strange That can make vile things precious. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine, Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state, Makes me with thy strength to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain and nourish all the world.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Discuss unto me: art thou officer, Or art thou base, common, and popular? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,/ Wherein the...enemy does much.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, For slander's mark was ever yet the fair; The ornament of beauty is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come, swear it, damn thyself, lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee; therefore be double-damned,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes—and moreover, I will go with thee… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Sit down: thou art no flatterer: I thank thee for it; and heaven forbid That kings should let their ears hear their… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I yet beseech your majesty,-- If for I want that glib and oily art, To speak and purpose not; since what I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“the hate I bear thee can afford no better term then this: thou art a villian.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Art thou gone too? All comfort go with thee, For none abides with me. — 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
