If thou remember'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not loved. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To business that we love we rise betime And go to it with delight — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vini, Vici, Vidi (I came, I saw, I conquered). - Julius Caesar — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In thy youth wast as true a lover, As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Chain me with roaring bears; Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house, O'er-covered quite with dead men's rattling bones, With reeky shanks… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love you more than word can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Charity itself fulfills the law. And who can sever love from charity? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over louring hills: Therefore do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Our nearness to the king in love is nearness to those who love not the king.” — 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