This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit of our own behavior,--we make… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do not know What kind of my obedience I should tender. More than my all is nothing; nor my prayers Are… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud… — 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
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
