Love is a spirit all compact of fire

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Love Quotes, Spirit Quotes

Every man after his desert, and who shall scape whipping? Use them after your own...

Every man after his desert, and who shall scape whipping? Use them after your own...

Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for...

Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for...

The valiant never taste of death but once.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine

A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine

Now is the winter of our discontent.

Now is the winter of our discontent.

Time and the hour run through the roughest day.

Time and the hour run through the roughest day.

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more...

My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more...

There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

He that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends.

He that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends.

I dote on his very absence.

I dote on his very absence.

Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for...

Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for...

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both...

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both...

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting...

How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting...

Speak me fair in death.

Speak me fair in death.

Thank God life outlives death.

Thank God life outlives death.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...