As love is full of unbefitting strains, All wanton as a child, skipping and vain, Form'd by the eye and therefore, like… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a foolish extravagant spirit full of forms, figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How quickly nature falls into revolt When gold becomes her object! For this the foolish over-careful fathers Have broke their sleep with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Pardon, gentles all, the flat unraised spirits that have dared on this unworthy scaffold to bring forth so great an object. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Even as one heat another heat expels, or as one nail by strength drives out another, so the remembrance of my former… — 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
