Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; where little fear grows great, great love grows there.

This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange<br /> That even our loves should with our fortunes change.<br /> For 'tis a question left us yet to prove,<br...

Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my hearts core.

The undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will, and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of?

The glass of fashion and the mould of form

Purpose is but the slave to memory, of violent birth, but poor validity.

Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.

Conscience does make cowards of us all, and thus the native hue of resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.

There is nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.

I hold ambition of so light a quality that is is but a shadow's shadow.

Doubt that the stars are fire;<br /> Doubt that the sun doth move;<br /> Doubt truth to be a liar;<br /> But never doubt I love.

An old man is twice a child.

The time is out of joint : O cursed spite, that ever I was born to set it right!

My age is as a lusty winter, frosty, but kindly.

And this our life, exempt from public haunt,<br /> Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks,<br /> Sermons in stones, and good in everything.

I thank God I am not a woman, to be touched in so many giddy offences as He hath generally taxed their whole their whole sex withal.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed: maids are may when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.

Can one desire too much of a good thing?