Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““Cease thy counsel, for thy words fall into my ears as priceless as water into a sieve.”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
Cease thy counsel, for thy words fall into my ears as priceless as water into a seive. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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“I pray thee, cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless As water in a sieve: give not me counsel; Nor let… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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“Therefore make money. A pox of drowning thyself! 'Tis clean out of the way. Seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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“Then Apollyon straddled quite over the whole breadth of the way, and said "I am void of fear in this matter. Prepare thyself to… — John Bunyan Copy Share Image
“Behold, when thy face is made bare, he that loved thee shall hate; Thy face shall be no more fair at the fall of… — Algernon Charles Swinburne 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