Hot blood begets hot thoughts, And hot thoughts beget Hot deeds, And hot deeds is love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving, — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, but seeming so, for my peculiar end: for when my outward action… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Have not we affections and desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For thou hast given me in this beauteous face A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is no creature loves me; And if I die, no soul will pity me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What say you, can you love the gentleman? This night you shall behold him at our feast. Read o'er the volume of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“When love begins to sicken and decay It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith: But… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come, gentle night, come loving, black-browed night, Give me my Romeo. And when I shall die, take him and cut him out… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We must love men, ere to us they will seem worthy of our love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Die Welt ist nirgends außer diesen Mauern; Nur Fegefeuer, Qual, die Hölle selbst. Von hier verbannt, ist aus der Welt verbannt, Und… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity In least speak most, to my capacity. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is supposed to start with bells ringing and go downhill from there. But it was the opposite for me. There's an… — 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