You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Those that much covet are with gain so fond, For what they have not, that which they possess They scatter and unloose… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good; so find we profit… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We go to gain a little patch of ground that hath in it no profit but the name. — 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
