I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, Too far in years to be a pupil now. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Well, well! Why, have you any discretion? Have you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not birth, beauty,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In such business Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th’ ignorant More learned than the ears. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For where is any author in the world, Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? Learning is but an adjunct to ourself. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And whatsomever else shall hap tonight, give it an understanding but no tongue, I will requit your love. So, fare your well.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, audacious… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Learning is but an adjunct to ourself, And where we are our learning likewise is. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Their understanding Begins to swell and the approaching tide Will shortly fill the reasonable shores That now lie foul and muddy. — 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 Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
