“Infected minds to their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love us not seen with the eyes, but with the mind. Therefore, there is winged Cupid painted blind. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though Fortune's malice overthrow my state, My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste: Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We do not keep the outward form of order, where there is deep disorder in the mind. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We are not ourselves When nature, being oppressed, commands the mind To suffer with the body. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sir Andrew Ague-Cheek: I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Macbeth does murder sleep - the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He is deformed, crooked, old and sere, Ill-faced, worse bodied, shapeless everywhere; Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making, worse in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. Nor hath love's mind of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To be or not to be that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Preposterous ass, that never read so far to know the cause why music was ordain'd! Was it not to refresh the mind… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now the melancholy of God protect thee, and the tailor make thy doublet of changable taffata, for thy mind is a very… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Withal I did infer your lineaments, Being the right idea of your father, Both in your form and nobleness of mind; Laid… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is wing'd cupid painted blind. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Give me a bowl of wine. I have not that alacrity of spirit Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis but a base, ignoble mind That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now the melancholy God protect thee, and the tailor make thy garments of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is opal. — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
