Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““So well thy words become thee as thy wounds, They smack of honor both.”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“My grace is sufficient for thee. The words soothed her soul like a healing balm.” — J.E.B. Spredemann Copy Share Image
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“Honor the dead, treasure the living. For we are saved for a later grave to receive Thy eternal grace.” — Kenyatta Kelechi Copy Share Image
“accept the fact that wounds, some wounds, do not heal; that things, some things, don’t work out, and that not everyone is spared.” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“Now, feel. I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other. And feel now. Thou hast no heart but… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“Respect the wounds which you gave like that Keep them in Heart for forever and never treated” — Mohammed Zaki Ansari 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