Love Quotes by William Shakespeare · Page 11

“Didst thou but know the inly touch of love Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow As seek to quench…

— William Shakespeare

Whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.

— William Shakespeare

And a man's life's no more than to say "One."

— William Shakespeare

But no perfection is so absolute, That some impurity doth not pollute.

— William Shakespeare

Thou canst not speak of thou dost not feel.

— William Shakespeare

Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his…

— William Shakespeare

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will!

— William Shakespeare

“That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which…

— William Shakespeare

A pair of star-crossed lovers.

— William Shakespeare

When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.

— William Shakespeare

She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty How love makes young men thrall and old men…

— William Shakespeare

Like madness is the glory of life.

— William Shakespeare

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

— William Shakespeare

Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd…

— William Shakespeare

Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.

— William Shakespeare

In friendship, as in love, we are often happier through our ignorance than our knowledge.

— William Shakespeare

Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

— William Shakespeare

Love runs away from those chasing her, and those who run away, she throws herself on his neck.

— William Shakespeare

Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o'Sunday

— William Shakespeare

“She gave me for my pains a world of sighs.”

— William Shakespeare

Love does not see with the eyes, but with the soul.

— William Shakespeare

You are strangely troublesome.

— William Shakespeare

Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast.

— William Shakespeare

The dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.

— William Shakespeare

You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live

— William Shakespeare