For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O England! Model to thy inward greatness, like little body with a might heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My heart is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth But that our soft conditions and our hearts Should well agree with our… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To die: - to sleep: No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good heart is the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun and not the moon, for it shines bright and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile, And cry 'content' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger, Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just ... — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To be in love- where scorn is bought with groans, Coy looks with heart-sore sighs, one fading moment's mirth With twenty watchful,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A miracle. Here's our own hands against our hearts. Come, I will have thee, but by this light I take thee for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Neighbours, you are tedious. DOGBERRY It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Music can minister to minds diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some sins do bear their privilege on earth, And so doth yours: your fault was not your folly; Needs must you lay… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let still woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How easy it is for the proper-false in woman's waxen hearts to set their forms! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For a noble heart, the most precious gift becomes poor, when the giver stops loving. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Two lovely berries molded on one stem: So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love — 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
