There's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In an early spring, We see th'appearing buds, which to prove fruit, Hope gives not so much warrant, as despair, That frosts… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men that hazard all Do it in hope of fair advantages: A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My cake is dough, but I'll in among the rest, Out of hope of all but my share of the feast. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I would not lose so great an honor As one man more methinks would share with me For the best hope I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good with out evil is like light with out darkness which in turn is like righteousness whith out hope. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oft expectation fails, and most oft where most it promises; and oft it hits where hope is coldest; and despair most sits — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The miserable have no other medicine But only hope: I have hope to live, and am prepared to die.” — william shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is thyself, mine own self's better part; Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; My food, my fortune, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And be these juggling friends no more believ'd, That palter with us in a double sense; That keep the word of promise… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Concerning God, free will and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may be, all that vain men imagine or… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O momentary grace of mortal men, Which we more hunt for than the grace of God! Who builds his hopes in air… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The time approaches That will with due decision make us know What we shall say we have and what we owe. Thoughts… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What is thy body but a swallowing grave, Seeming to bury that posterity Which, by the rights of time, thou needs must… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And writers say, as the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Even so by love the young… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. To mourn a mischief that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell? a long farewell to all my greatness. This is the state of man; todayhe puts forth The tender leaves of hopes,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state of man: today he puts forth The tender leaves of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction; had they rain'd All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises; and oft it hits where hope is coldest, and despair most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I hope I shall see an end of him, for my soul- yet I know not why- hates nothing more than he.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with that And manage it against despairing thoughts. — 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
