'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed, When not to be, receives reproach of being, And the just pleasure lost, which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love. That inward beauty and invisible; Or were I deaf, thy outward parts… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears Moist it again, and frame some feeling line That may discover such… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation. — 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
