Winter, which, being full of care, makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Cold indeed, and labor lost: Then farewell heat, and welcome frost! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This night I hold an old accustomed feast, Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love; and you among… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So, you are very welcome to our house. It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All that glitters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life has sold But my outside… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A hundred thousand welcomes: I could weep, And I could laugh; I am light and heavy: Welcome. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil… — 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
