My only love sprung from my only hate.
More of your conversation would infect my brain.
More fools know Jack Fool than Jack Fool knows.
Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears;What is it else? A madness most discreet,A choking gall, and...
I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly.
It puzzles the will.
If we shadows have offended,Know but this and all is mended.That you have but slumbered here,While these visions did appear,And this weak and idle theme,No more yielding, but a dream.
If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?
If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,Straining upon the start. The game's afoot;Follow your spirit: and upon this charge,Cry — God for Harry! England and Saint George!
I say there is no darkness but ignorance.
I pray thee, cease thy counsel,Which falls into mine ears as profitlessAs water in a sieve: give not me counsel;Nor let no comforter delight mine earBut such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine:... f...
I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum.
I long to hear the story of your life, which must captivate the ear strangely.
I am not bound to please thee with my answers.
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.
I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument?
I am a man more sinned against than sinning