“Commend me to them, And tell them that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither. Ripeness is all. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like moulten lead.” — 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
“If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lay aside life-harming heaviness, And entertain a cheerful disposition. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
. . . nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life When you do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now stand you on the top of happy hours, And many maiden gardens yet unset, With virtuous wish would bear you living… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Macbeth does murder sleep - the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Be thou assured, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breath What thou hast… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I know not love' quoth he, 'nor will not know it, Unless it be a boar, and then I chase it. 'Tis… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“These signs have mark'd me extraordinary; And all the courses of my life do show I am not in the roll of… — 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