Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The presence of a king engenders love Amongst his subjects, and his royal friends. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Who riseth from a feast With that keen appetite that he sits down? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Prosperity's the very bond of love, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls, for stony limits cannot hold love out — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love yourself; and in that love not unconsidered leave your honor. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Suffer love; a good epithet! I do suffer love, indeed, for I love thee against my will. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What is love? 'Tis not hereafter. Present mirth hath present laughter. What’s to come is still unsure. In delay there lies no… — 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
Some men there are love not a gaping pig, some that are mad if they behold a cat, and others when the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Return of love, more blest may be the view; As call it winter, which being full of care, Makes summer’s welcome thrice… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O world, world! thus is the poor agent despised. O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a-work, and how ill… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“turn him into stars and form a constellation in his image. His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseththe disease; Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love. Therefore all hearts in love use their… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well, in that hit you miss. She'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow. She hath Dian's wit, And, in strong proff of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tell them, that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fear of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, Their pangs of love, with… — 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
“I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster, but I’ll take my oath on it, till he… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O, if I say, you look upon this verse, When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my… — 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
