Tis not the many oaths that make the truth; But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise; But more in Troilus thousand-fold I see Than in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time, whose millioned accidents creep in betwixt vows, and change decrees of kings, tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharpest intents, divert strong… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If you shall marry, You give away this hand, and this is mine; You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears: Look, when I vow, I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is the purpose that makes strong the vow; But vows to every purpose must not hold. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Yet, for I know thou art religious And hast a thing within thee called conscience, With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies Which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But, indeed, words are very rascals, since bonds [vows] disgraced them." Viola: "Thy reason, man?" Feste: "Troth [Truthfully], sir, I can yield… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, Men's vows are women's traitors! All good seeming, By thy revolt, O husband, shall be thought Put on for villainy, not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Assure thee, if I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it to the last article." --Othello, Act III, Scene iii — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience, and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation: To this point I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows. They are polluted off'rings, more abhorred! Than spotted livers in the sacrifice. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do know when the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pinned in… — 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