“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea… — 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… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste: Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, but do not dull thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly followed. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She moves me not, or not removes at least affection's edge in me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, But Lust's effect is tempest after sun; Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain, Lust's winter… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this, that you call love,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
it is my lady! *sighs* o, it is my love! o, that she knew she were! she speaks, yet she sais nothing.… — 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
