I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I'll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The seasons change their manners, as the year Had found some months asleep and leapt them over. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In sooth I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you; But how I caught… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had it pleas'd heaven To try me with affliction * * * I should have found in some place of my soul… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass That every braggart will be found an… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won. When I needed people the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Through the forest have I gone. But Athenian found I none, On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis a blushing shame-faced spirit that mutinies in a man's bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles. It made me once… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is not politic in the commonwealth of nature to preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is rational increase, and there was never… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I dreamt my lady came and found me dead . . . . . . . . . . . . And… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I'll not meddle with it; it is a dangerous thing; it makes a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it… — 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
