Petruchio: Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry. Katherine: If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Petruchio: My… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All that glitters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life has sold But my outside… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Cold indeed, and labor lost: Then farewell heat, and welcome frost! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised! Thee and thy virtues here I seize… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, my sister, fare thee well. The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground, and tell sad stories of the death of kings... All murdered; for within… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come, Let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more. Let's mock the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state of man: today he puts forth The tender leaves of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
ROMEO There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murders in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that… — 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
