William Shakespeare - Page 4

I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
– William Shakespeare

I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
– William Shakespeare

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
– William Shakespeare

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
– William Shakespeare

O, call back yesterday, bid time return.
– William Shakespeare

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
– William Shakespeare

To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
– William Shakespeare

Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.
– William Shakespeare

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature’s soft nurse.
– William Shakespeare

April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
– William Shakespeare

How poor are they who have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees.
– William Shakespeare

I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.
– William Shakespeare

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Lovers, to bed; ’tis almost fairy time.
– William Shakespeare

Is it not strange that sheep’s guts should hale souls out of men’s bodies?
– William Shakespeare

If music be the food of love; play on.
– William Shakespeare

Is it not strange that sheep’s guts should hale souls out of men’s bodies?
– William Shakespeare

If music be the food of love, play on.
– William Shakespeare

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
– William Shakespeare

It is a wise father that knows his own child.
– William Shakespeare

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
– William Shakespeare