Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, that this too too solid flesh would melt Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come, swear it, damn thyself, lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee; therefore be double-damned,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O world, world! thus is the poor agent despised. O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a-work, and how ill… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou has no name to be known by, let us call thee devil....O God, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry. But were we burd'ned with like weight… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The breaking of so great a thing should make A greater crack: the round world Should have shook lions into civil streets,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She told her, while she kept it, 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father Entirely to her love, but if she… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle, like a standing pond; And do a willful stillness entertain,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it; knavery cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Religious canons, civil laws, are cruel; then what should war be? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful were to make a monster of the multitude; of which we being… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Should all despair That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Would hang themselves. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii) — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That god forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at your hand… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
. . . yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
An earnest conjuration from the King, As England was his faithful tributary, As love between them like the palm might flourish, As… — 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
