His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; his love sincere, his thoughts immaculate; his tears pure messengers sent from his heart; his heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth
Quote by Shakespeare
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.
Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired.
God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools let them use...
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt
We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.
Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
Love is a spirit all compact of fire
All days are nights to see till I see thee, and nights bright days when...
There's no trust, No faith, no honesty in men.
O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.
Framed to make women false.
If thou remember'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into,...
All that you are, all that I owe to you, justifies my love.
The selfishness must be discovered and understood before it can be removed. It is powerless...