...too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears: But yet It is our trick; nature her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you-trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We are oft to blame in this, - 'tis too much proved, - that with devotion's visage, and pios action we do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be wise as thou art cruel, do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain: Lest sorrow lend me words and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me have men about me that are fat... Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such… — 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
a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Too much to know is to know nought but fame; And every godfather can give a name. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Too much of water hast thou poor Ophelia, and therefore I forbid my tears. But yet it is our trick, let shame… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You have too much respect upon the world; They lose it that do buy it with much care — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They are sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof little more than a little is by much too much. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Being daily swallowed by men's eyes, They surfeited with honey and began To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More… — 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
