O curse of marriage that we can call these delicate creatures ours and not their appetites! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The curse of marriage That we can call these delicate creatures ours And not their appetites! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service, Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each second… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Why, there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service, Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. Even now I curse the day—and yet, I think, Few come within the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud… — 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
