He is a heavy eater of beef. Me thinks it doth harm to his wit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sorrow, like a heavy ringing bell, once set on ringing, with its own weight goes; then little strength rings out the doleful… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A hundred thousand welcomes: I could weep, And I could laugh; I am light and heavy: Welcome. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Myself will straight aboard, and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To persist in doing wrong extenuates not the wrong, but makes it much more heavy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nature, as it grows again toward earth, is fashioned for the journey, dull and heavy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If thou art rich, thou art poor; for, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, thou bearest thy heavy riches but… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty How love makes young men thrall and old men… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should… — 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
