There's no trust, No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured, All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's no trust, no faith, no honesty, in men; all perjured, all forsworn, all nought, all dissemblers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The trust I have is in mine innocence, and therefore am I bold and resolute. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O, love's best habit is in seeming trust, And age in love loves not to have years told: Therefore I lie with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy rather in power than use; and keep thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love all. Trust a few. Do wrong to none. This above all: to thine own self be true. No legacy is so… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis better using France than trusting France; Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, Which He hath given for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do profess to be no less than I seem; to serve him truly that will put me in trust: to love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If it prove She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where I lodge my wife; I'll go in couples with her; Than when… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. Your fate awaits you. Accept it in body… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with… — 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
