I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for wattage. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“o here will i set of my everlasting rest and shake the yoke of innauspicious stars from this world wearied flesh eyes… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no where but in's own house. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But yet, I say, if imputation and strong circumstances, which lead directly to the door of truth, will give you satisfaction, you… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. Mercutio: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I stalk about her door, like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for waftage. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain 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
