We must not stint Our necessary actions in the fear To cope malicious censurers, which ever, As rav'nous fishes, do a vessel… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O all you host of heaven!O Earth! waht else? And shall i couple hell? O Fie! Hold, hold, my heart And you,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What wouldst thou do, old man? Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak When power to flattery bows? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Truly the souls of men are full of dread: Ye cannot reason almost with a man That looks not heavily and full… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“There is not such a word Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Blind fear, that seeing reason leads, finds safer footing than blind reason stumbling without fear: to fear the worst oft cures the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In the modesty of fearful duty, I read as much as from the rattling tongue of saucy and audacious eloquence. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple Hell? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear: And you all know, security Is mortals'… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We make trifles of terrors, Ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, When we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear. — 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
I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have almost forgot the taste of fears. The time has been, my senses would have cooled To hear a night-shriek, and… — 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