For in the fatness of these pursy times Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let Time try. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Promising is the very air o' the time; it opens the eyes of expectation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I that please some, try all, both joy and terror Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There are many events in the womb of time which will be delivered. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You'd be so lean, that blast of January Would blow you through and through. Now, my fair'st friend, I would I had… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time's the king of men; he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study 17 Virtue, and that part of philosophy 18 Will I apply that treats of… — 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; now could… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once. It seems to me most… — 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
“The time approaches That will with due decision make us know What we shall say we have and what we owe. Thoughts… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams Driving back shadows over low'ring hills. Therefore do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of expectation. Performance is ever duller for his act; and,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
ROMEO to BALTHASAR But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a… — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share