ROSS You must have patience, madam. LADY MACDUFF He had none: His flight was madness: when our actions do not, Our fears… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Commend me to them, And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Screw your courage to the sticking place and we will not fail.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When you fear a foe, fear crushes your strength; and this weakness gives strength to your opponents. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The love of wicked men converts to fear; That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be furious Is to be frightened out of fear. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fear and niceness, the handmaids of all women, or more truly, woman its pretty self. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The bay-trees in our country are all withered, And meteors fright the fixèd stars of heaven. The pale-faced moon looks bloody on… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is none but he Whose being I do fear; and under him My genius is rebuked, as it is said Mark… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If men could be contented to be what they are, there were no fear in marriage. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What means this shouting? I do fear, the people Choose Caesar for their king.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tell them, that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fear of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, Their pangs of love, with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O God of battles! steel my soldiers’ hearts. Possess them not with fear. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more. — 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
