We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly followed. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do not tell me, for I've heard it all, there is too much to do with hate, but much more to do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and flout 'em; / Thought is free. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
On a day - alack the day! - Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the… — 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
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
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