I'll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I crave fit disposition for my wife; Due reference of place, and exhibition; With such accommodation, and besort, As levels with her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign, one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Viola to Duke Orsino: 'I'll do my best To woo your lady.' [Aside.] 'Yet, a barful strife! Whoe'er I woo, myself would… — 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, Or… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“She is your treasure, she must have a husband; I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day And for your love to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do love My country's good with a respect more tender, More holy and profound, then mine own life, My dear wife's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
'Tis not to make me jealous To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Sweets to the sweet, farewell! I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet’s wife; I thought thy bride-bed to have decked, sweet… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband. BEATRICE Not till God make men of some other… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let still woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief? O sweet my mother, cast me… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well, while I live I'll fear no other thing So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead… — 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
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
