Love and meekness, lord, Become a churchman better than ambition: Win straying souls with modesty again, Cast none away. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And writers say, as the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Even so by love the young… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If music be the food of love, play on. Giveme excess of it, so that in surfeiting, I may sicken, and so… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest,hurts the deepest,but feels the strongest — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Come, I know thou lovest me; and at night, when you come into your closet, you'll question this gentlewoman about me; and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Return of love, more blest may be the view; As call it winter, which being full of care, Makes summer’s welcome thrice… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Who could refrain that had a heart to love; and with that heart, courage to make love known. — 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