Set your heart at rest. The fairyland buys not the child of me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis not the many oaths that make the truth; But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What freezings I have felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness, And from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is a kind of character in thy life, That to the observer doth thy history, fully unfold. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Such is my love, to thee I so belong, That for thy right myself will bear all wrong. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe. And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby… — 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