“Sblood, but you will not hear me:— If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The king hath note of all that they intend, by interception which they dream not of. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We are such stuff as dreams are made of. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oh, I have passed a miserable night, so full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
...and then, in dreaming, / The clouds methought would open and show riches / Ready to drop upon me, that when I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma or a hideous dream. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Which dreams indeed are ambition;for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. A dream itself is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Which dreams, indeed, are ambition, for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, For I did dream of money-bags to-night. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Are you sure/That we are awake? It seems to me/That yet we sleep, we dream — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Many dream not to find, neither deserve, and yet are steeped in favors. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O God, I could be bound in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space – were it not that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Show me someone who doesn't dream about the future and I'll show you someone who doesn't know where they are going — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Dreams, indeed, are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. And I hold ambition… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Bring me a constant woman to her husband, One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure, And to that woman, when… — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
