O horror! Horror! Horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No villainous bounty yet hath passed my heart; Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You are my true and honourable wife; As dear to me as the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Villains, vipers, damn'd without redemption; Dogs, easily won to fawn on any man; Snakes in my heart-blood warm'd, that sing my heart;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; his love sincere, his thoughts immaculate; his tears pure messengers sent from his heart;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When griping grief the heart doth wound, and doleful dumps the mind opresses, then music, with her silver sound, with speedy help… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Prosperity's the very bond of love, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I hold it cowardice To rest mistrustful where a noble heart Hath pawned an open hand in sign of love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Her virtues, graced with external gifts, Do breed love's settled passions in my heart; And like as rigour of tempestuous gusts Provokes… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel (Who had no doubt some noble creature in her)… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hadst thou no poison mixed, no sharp-ground knife, No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean, But 'banished' to kill me--'banished'?… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good leg will fall, a straight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curled pate will grow bald,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul that, struggling to be free, art more engaged! Help, angels! Make… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe, and make his wrongs His outsides, to wear them… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since everyone hath every one, one… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
DON PEDRO Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me; For now hath time made me his numbering clock: My thoughts are minutes;… — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
