Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I once asked her if she was happy. “That depends on what I am able to get done” — Padma Lakshmi Copy Share Image
“But we're so different, you know: she likes being good and I like being happy.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“I once asked her if she was happy. “That depends on what I am able to get done today,” she said, laughing.” — Padma Lakshmi Copy Share Image
“How happy we all are, she thought, and how lucky that I came at last!” — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
“All I know is I want you to be happy, and if I could do anything to give that to you, I would.” — Amy reed Copy Share Image
“I am to provide these joys for her. I would rather have disapproval, I feel more worthy of it.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“But there was, she knew, something else. Happiness, she supposed. Whatever that might be. What, exactly, she wondered, was happiness. Very positively she wanted… — Nella Larsen 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
