Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.0 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Blood is really warm, it's like drinking hot chocolate but with more screaming.” — Ryan Mecum Copy Share Image
“My blood runs cold. Her savage stare and bloodied hands leave no doubts in my mind as she glares up at us from across… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“Isn't it crazy how anger sometimes feels like joy? Just a crash of blood through your heart.” — Jardine Libaire Copy Share Image
“Fury. A vital passion in every healthy persons life, unless you are dead, you have to be bloody furious.” — Susan Powter Copy Share Image
“Rage boils through my veins. My heart screams for blood. My hands tremble with the need to squeeze his throat shut.” — Susan Ee Copy Share Image
“It feels like I have a raging fever, like my insides are melting. This must be what it feels like the moment before you… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“The world had been stirred by a hot poker, and sparks of crazy were flying.” — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
“All the madness, all the mayhem, all the strange and heavy events of the past twenty-four hours were melting, too, washed away in warm,… — Christa Faust 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