Love is a wonderful, terrible thing
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Man, proud man, drest in a little brief authority, most ignorant of what he's most assur d, glassy essence, like an angry ape, plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, as make the angels weep.
The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.
They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Season your admiration for a while.
My desolation does begin to make A better life.
Every subject's duty is the Kings, but every subject's soul is his own.
I am a feather for each wind that blows
If love be blind, it best agrees with night
You have witchcraft in your lips
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger
A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Better three hours too soon, than one hour to late.
We are ready to try our fortunes to the last man.
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)
woah is me to have seen what i seen see what i see
Anger's my meat. I sup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding.
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