Speak low, if you speak love.

Quote by Shakespeare

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Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could...

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could...

We that are true lovers run into strange capers.

We that are true lovers run into strange capers.

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

I cannot tell what the dickens his name is

I cannot tell what the dickens his name is

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

Time is the stuff between pay days

Time is the stuff between pay days

To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...

To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.

Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.

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...

To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.

To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.

He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.

He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

An act of love that fails is just as much a part of the divine...

An act of love that fails is just as much a part of the divine...

Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with...

Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with...