I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, this life Is nobler than attending for a check, Richer than doing nothing for a robe, Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Most friendship is faining, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho, the holly. This life is most jolly. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As mans ingratitude Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe. And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby… — 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
