Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each second Stood heir to th's first. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“It is my lady. O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing. What… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; his love sincere, his thoughts immaculate; his tears pure messengers sent from his heart;… — 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
“He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot blood, and hot blood beget hot thoughts, and hot thoughts beget hot… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And now, tell me, for which of my bad qualities did you first fall in love with me?’ ‘All of them together,’… — 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
