Quotes from William Shakespeare

By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love

What? do I love her, that I desire to hear her speak again, and feast upon her eyes

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror

I have pursued her, as love hath pursued me

I love thee, and it is my love that speaks

To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth

For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy

My love is thaw'd; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, bears no impression of the thing it was

Love is your master, for he masters you; And he that is so yoked by a fool Methinks should not be chronicled for wise.

My love's more richer than my tongue.

Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms Misguide thy opposers' swords!

If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?

But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph.

My friends were poor, but honest, so's my love.

in black ink my love may still shine bright.

The love of wicked men converts to fear; That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and deserved death.

A flock of blessings light upon thy back

Scorn, at first, makes after-love the more.

See where she comes apparelled like the spring.

Self-love is the most inhibited sin in the canon.

Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.

Love sees with the heart and not with mind.

Love adds a precious seeing to the eye.