I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another: you jig,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What Time hath scanted men in hair, he hath given them in wit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Here's flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savoury, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun And with him rises… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis better using France than trusting France; Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, Which He hath given for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No villainous bounty yet hath passed my heart; Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide. Do not extort thy reasons… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold; What hath quenched them hath given me fire. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For thou hast given me in this beauteous face A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O my good lord, that comfort comes too late, 'Tis like a pardon after execution. That gentle physic, given in time, had… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am bewitched with the rogue's company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'll be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
His worst fault is, he's given to prayer; he is something peevish that way. — 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
