“Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
These signs have marked me extraordinary, And all the courses of my life do show I am not in the roll of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shakespeares Mother Said to him You are very weak in English If you fail this time,I will not let you continue your… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“my wife's liver Infected as her life, she would not live The running of one glass.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The sands are number'd that make up my life; Here must I stay, and here my life must end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, Where death's approach is seen so terrible! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book, and sit him down… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is no sure foundation set on blood, No certain life achieved by others' death. — 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
