Keys Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.6 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Keys Life Locks Memories Memory Ophelia
Let me find the key to your heart so I can unlock your secret chambers of love; when I do find that key, I… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put it out of your mind. In no time, it will be a forgotten memory. — Samuel Goldwyn Copy Share Image
Your memory is a monster; it summons with will of its own. You think you have a memory, but it has you. — John Irving Copy Share Image
Keep me as a friend and I will keep you in my heart and lock it up. I'll throw away the key so that… — Alex Low Copy Share Image
“No one makes a lock without a key. That's why God won't give you difficulties without a solution! Your current situation may look Horrorful… — Emmanuel Eliason-Armstrong Copy Share Image
You got the key and life is given.. Take the lock and unlock what was given to you. The key is in your hands. — Vuyisile Copy Share Image
Keeping someones memory is like keeping the lesson you have learned from them — Missyrie Copy Share Image
Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely. — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
“The memory has a marvellous capacity to remember the forgotten, its existence and its stalking, and thus allow us to stay alert when we… — Juan Gabriel Vásquez 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
It took me 20 years to buy an electric typewriter, because I was afraid it would be too sensitive. I like to bang the… — Elmore Leonard Copy Share Image
I have heard that if you pull a bent breath through the second hole of a harmonica tuned to the key of Georgia while… — Buddy Wakefield Copy Share Image
When I was playing piano, it was like, 'I'm going to write a song using all the white keys.' My music director, who knew… — John Tesh Copy Share Image
At the end of the day, the key to happiness is taking ultimate responsibility for your reactions to all of your experiences - the… — Yehuda Berg Copy Share Image
Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
In the off-season you like to take a little time for yourself, but I'd like to say that people say I live in the… — Justin Cole Copy Share Image
the path of goodness had a name it is called Love in it we find the key to every hope and has it's root… — Pope John Paul II Copy Share Image
Somebody's going to hear a song that will key in a nerve or something in their experience that represents their own vision. And the… — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
It is almost impossible to overestimate the value of true humility and its power in the spiritual life. For the beginning of humility is… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
