Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Quote by Shakespeare
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.
Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for...
Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past,...
By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
The undiscovered country form whose born no traveler returns.
Society is no comfort to one not sociable.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the...
I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.
This above all - to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as...
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
I may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the...
'Tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of...
Such as we are made of, such we be.
They say miracles are past.
Lawless are they that make their wills their law.