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
Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls; Conscience is but a work that cowards use, Devised at first to keep the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our… — 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
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
