Benedick Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “Suffer love; a good epithet! I do suffer love, indeed, for I love thee against my will.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Benedick Love Suffering Thee
Suffer love! A good ephitet! I do suffer love indeed, for I love thee against my will. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But we all suffer. For we all prize and love; and in this present existence of ours, prizing and loving yield suffering. Love in our world is suffering love. Some do not suffer much, though, for they do not love much. Suffering is for the loving. This, said Jesus, is the command of the Holy One: "You shall love your… — Nicholas Wolterstorff Copy Share
Suffering itself is beloved: love and suffering are far closer to each other than love and pleasure. — Lydia Millet Copy Share Image
“Suffering, though, can be nothing more than a sad and sorry thing without the presence on the part of the sufferer of a graceful… — John Lewis Copy Share Image
Beatrice. But for which of my good parts did you first sufferlove for me? Benedick. Suffer love! A goodepithet. I do suffer love indeed,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Suffering is how we test our love especially our love for God. — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
“At some point, we have each said through our tears, "I'm suffering for a love that's not worth it." We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because our love is going unrecognized. We suffer because we are unable to impose our… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share
Beloved, let the fact of what our Lord suffered for you grip you, and you will never again be the same — Oliver B. Greene Copy Share Image
At some point, we have each said through our tears, Im suffering for a love thats not worth it. We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because our love is going unrecognized. We suffer because we are unable to impose our own rules. But ultimately there is no good reason for our suffering,… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share
You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it. — Victor Hugo 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
I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ralston looked down his long, elegant nose at the vile creature at his feet, and said, “You just impugned the honor of my future marchioness. Choose your seconds. I will see you at dawn.” Leaving Oxford sputtering on the ground, Ralston spun on one elegant heel to face Benedick. “When I am done with him, I am coming for your… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
...Having no recourse, I feel back on Shakespeare. Leif would recognize it and understand the context properly. With my remaining few seconds of consciousness,… — Kevin Hearne Copy Share Image
Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee? BEATRICE Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. BENEDICK O, stay but till then!… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little for a great praise:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Benedick looked to the ceiling as though begging for divine patience. Or for the Lord to strike his sister down. Callie couldn’t quite discern… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
There's her cousin, an she were not possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living? Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
DON PEDRO Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love that 'Much Ado About Nothing,' passionate, smart fighting. I love fighting with guys, and that's something that I don't get to see:… — Mindy Kaling Copy Share Image