Thoughts by William Shakespeare
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught.
William ShakespeareThe trust I have is in mine innocence, and therefore am I bold and resolute.
William ShakespeareYour hearts are mighty, your skins are whole.
William ShakespeareSonnet CXLII
Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:
O, but with mine compare thou thine own state,
And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;
Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine,
That have profaned their scarlet ornaments
And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine,
Robb'd others' beds' revenues of their rents.
Be it lawful I love thee, as thou lovest those
Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee:
Root pity in thy heart, that when it grows
Thy pity may deserve to pitied be.
If thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide,
By self-example mayst thou be denied!
When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner.
William ShakespeareSonnet CXLV
Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'
To me that languish'd for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
'I hate' she alter'd with an end,
That follow'd it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell is flown away;
'I hate' from hate away she threw,
And saved my life, saying 'not you.'
Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
William ShakespeareSonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.
Nor are mine cars with thy tongue's tune delighted,
Nor tender feeling to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
To any sensual feast with thee alone;
But my five wits, nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
Who leaves unswayed the likeness of a man,
Thy proud heart's slave and vassal wretch to be.
Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
That she that makes me sin awards me pain.
A friend should bear his friend's infirmities.
William ShakespeareLove to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
William ShakespeareIt is a wise father that knows his own child.
William ShakespeareThe fool doth think himself wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
William ShakespeareAssume a virtue if you have it not.
William ShakespeareIf you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
William ShakespeareWhat's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
William ShakespeareTo be wise and love exceeds man's might.
William ShakespeareLife's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.
William ShakespeareLove looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
William ShakespeareI am not worthy of the wealth I owe, nor dare I say 'tis mine, and yet it is; but, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal what law does vouch mine own.
William ShakespeareO, beware, my lord, of jealousy!It is the green-eyed monster which doth mockThe meat it feeds on.
William Shakespeare
