I'll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thieves for their robbery have authority When judges steal themselves. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. To mourn a mischief that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time is a very bankrupt and owes more than he's worth to season. Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let's take the instant by the forward top; For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees The inaudible and noiseless foot… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let men say we be men of good government, being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and chaste mistress the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who, even in pure… — 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
That strain again! It had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a… — 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
I'll not meddle with it; it is a dangerous thing; it makes a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it… — 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
