Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back, When gold and silver becks me to come on. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sometimes we are devils to ourselves When we will tempt the frailty of our powers, Presuming on their changeful potency. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do not give dalliance too much rein; the strongest oaths are straw to the fire in the blood. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue. — 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
