Yet, for I know thou art religious And hast a thing within thee called conscience, With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies Which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But indeed an old religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was in his youth an inland man; one that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Religious canons, civil laws, are cruel; then what should war be? — 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
