Lillian Gish may be a charming person, but she is not Ophelia. She comes on stage as if she had been sent… — Mrs. Patrick Campbell Copy Share Image
Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee. What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B? — Spike Milligan Copy Share Image
I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I On the calm black water where the stars are sleeping White Ophelia floats like a great lily; Floats very slowly, lying… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“Lady, shall I lie in your lap? Ophelia: No, my lord. Hamlet: DId you think I meant country matters? Ophelia: I think… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hamlet: Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Ophelia: 'Tis brief, my lord. Hamlet: As woman's love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Having become conscious of the truth he once perceived, man now sees only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence, he now… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears: But yet It is our trick; nature her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“It’s about finding your own twisted perfection, letting yourself fall too far and taking a chance. If you’ve done all that. You… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; There with fantastic garlands did… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there is pansies, that’s for thoughts... There’s fennel for you, and columbines; there’s… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What on earth is modern exegesis up to? Oh, little lazy one! Some red wine and up! Off you go, brandishing your… — Louis Aragon Copy Share Image
Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's Day, All in the morn betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your valentine. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The boys quiet until Ben looks across the table at Chon, holds his thumb and index finger a millimeter apart, and says,… — Don Winslow Copy Share Image
Pray, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“In his mind’s eye, though, he sees— —Taliban moving like scorpions across a similar landscape his own caravan blown to shit blood… — Don Winslow Copy Share Image
In the early fight for women's rights, the point was not that women were morally superior or better. The conversation was about… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
