This rough magic I here abjure and when I have required some heavenly music, which even now I do, to work mine… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Our wills and fates do so contrary run, That our devices still are overthrown; Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To show our simple skill, That is the true beginning of our end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
HAMLET [...] we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king and your lean… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My story starts at sea, a perilous voyage to an unknown land. A shipwreck. The wild waters roar and heave. The brave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The sweat of industry would dry and die, But for the end it works to. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I could be well content To entertain the lag-end of my life With quiet hours. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When faced with a sea of troubles, take action, and in so doing end it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do you take me for a sponge, my lord? hamlet: Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Rashly, And praised be rashness for it--let us know, Our indiscretion sometime serves us well When our deep plots do pall, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there is pansies, that’s for thoughts... There’s fennel for you, and columbines; there’s… — 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