Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Communication Quotes, Grief Quotes, Sorrow Quotes, Words Quotes

There's many a man has more hair than wit.

There's many a man has more hair than wit.

You speak an infinite deal of nothing.

You speak an infinite deal of nothing.

His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.

His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.

O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.

And makes me poor indeed.

And makes me poor indeed.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have...

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have...

This is the way to kill a wife; with kindness.

This is the way to kill a wife; with kindness.

A lady's verily is as potent as a lord's

A lady's verily is as potent as a lord's

Everything that gristles is not gold.

Everything that gristles is not gold.

The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape

The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape

Time is the justice that examines all offenders.

Time is the justice that examines all offenders.

I may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the...

I may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the...

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been,...

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been,...

My pride fell with my fortunes.

My pride fell with my fortunes.

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid...

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid...

Death is a fearful thing.

Death is a fearful thing.

Expectation is the root of all heartache.

Expectation is the root of all heartache.

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.