“ SONNET 57Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-… William Shakespeare
“ One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sunNe'er saw her match since first the world begun. William Shakespeare
“ O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,to drown me in thy sister’s flood of tears. William Shakespeare
“ Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. William Shakespeare
“ Let me have men about me that are fat,...Sleek-headed men and such as sleep a-nights.Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look,He thinks too much; such men are dangerous.You're on Earth. There's no cure… William Shakespeare
“ 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. William Shakespeare
“ If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you beat love down. William Shakespeare
“ He's of the colour of the nutmeg. And of the heat of the ginger.... he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider… William Shakespeare
“ He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:And you all know, securityIs mortals' chiefest enemy. William Shakespeare
“ For where thou art, there is the world itself,With every several pleasure in the world,And where thou art not, desolation. William Shakespeare
“ Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?Polonius: By the mass, and ‘tis like a camel, indeed.Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel.Polonius: It is backed like a weasel.Hamlet: Or lik… William Shakespeare
“ Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven;Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,Himself the primrose path of dalliance treadsAnd recks not his own read. William Shakespeare
“ Come unto these yellow sands,And then take hands.Curtsied when you have and kissedThe wild waves whist,Foot is featly here and there;And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.Ariel's song, scene II, Act I William Shakespeare
“ And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,From this day to the ending of the world,But we in it shall be remembered-We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;For he to-day that sheds his blood with meSha… William Shakespeare
