Thou know'st the first time that we smell the air we wawl and cry. When we are born we cry, that we… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have almost forgot the taste of fears. The time has been, my senses would have cooled To hear a night-shriek, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What, keep a week away? Seven days and nights, Eightscore-eight hours, and lovers' absent hours More tedious than the dial eightscore times!… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'ld… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am now of all humors that have showed themselves humors since the old days of goodman Adam to the pupil age… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What you have said I will consider; what you haveto say I will with patience hear, and find a time Both meet… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My liege, and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Don Pedro - (...)'In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.' Benedick - The savage bull may, but if ever the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; since nought so stockish,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So shaken as we are, so wan with care, Find we a time for frighted peace to pant And breathe short-winded accents… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The sweets we wish for, turn to loathed sours, Even in the moment that we call them ours. — 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
