O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I will deny thee nothing: Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, To leave me but a little to myself.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But no perfection is so absolute, That some impurity doth not pollute. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong: To love that well which thou must leave ere long.” — 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
“O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Beatrice. But for which of my good parts did you first sufferlove for me? Benedick. Suffer love! A goodepithet. I do suffer… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an… — 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
Beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there is pansies, that’s for thoughts... There’s fennel for you, and columbines; there’s… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Myself--a prince by fortune of my birth, Near to the king in blood, and near in love Till you did make him… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If love be rough with you, be rough with love; Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this… — 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
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
