Love's not love When it is mingled with regards that stand Aloof from th' entire point. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is blind, it stops lovers seeing the silly things they do. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But the strong base and building of my love is as the very centre of the earth, drawing all things to it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit; For if they could, Cupid himself would blush To… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What power is it which mounts my love so high, that makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And yet by heaven I think my love as rare / as any that she belie with false compare Sonnett CXXX, ll, 13-14 — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The ultimate measure of love is not when both like each other Its when one ignores but the other continues to love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Trip over love, you can get up. Fall in love and you fall forever. Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes… — 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
This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange That even our loves should with our fortunes change, For 'tis a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ay me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And yet by heaven I think my love as rare / as any that she belie with false compare” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No stony bulwark can resist the love, and love dares what anyone can love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves commit — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“We cannot fight for love as men may do; We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Blind is his love and best befits the dark- Benvolio (in Romeo and Juliet) — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, is often left unloved. — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
