World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things. [Act 5, Scene 2] — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the witness still of excellency to put a strange face on his own perfection. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time;… — 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
