Truly thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit; How quickly the wrong side may be turned outward! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I for my opinion bleed, opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt, and keep me on the side where still I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There are two sides to every question, because, when there are no longer two sides it ceases to be a question — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I can counterfeit the deep tragedian; Speak and look back, and pry on every side, Tremble and start, at wagging of a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O constancy, be strong upon my side, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up. Urchins Shall forth at vast of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward! Thou little valiant, great in villainy! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou Fortune's champion,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why, friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not: I… — 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
