Flowers Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Flowers Rose Rose By Any Other Name Smell Sweet
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“That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet;” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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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
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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
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I do whatever entertains me. If it entertains me to throw flowers halfway across the room, then that's what I'll do. — Kevin Owens Copy Share Image
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