William Shakespeare
                                    
                                    William Shakespeare quotes
 
                                 
                                                            
                                                                                    
                                
                                
                                    
                                        Love is the most beautiful of dreams and the worst of nightmares.
                                        
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                                        Love asks me no questions and gives me endless support.
                                        
- William Shakespeare
                                    
                                 
                            
                                                        
                                
                                                                    
                                
                                    
                                        Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.
                                        
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                                        I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by your hand
                                      which I love so well.
                                        
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                                        Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
                                        
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                                        Fight till the last gasp.
                                        
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                                        Boldness be my friend.
                                        
- William Shakespeare
                                    
                                 
                            
                                                        
                                
                                                                    
                                
                                    
                                        Speak low, if you speak love.
                                        
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                                        The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are heaven’s lieutenants.
                                        
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                                        In time we hate that which we often fear.
                                        
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                                        My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart so white.
                                        
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                                        Soft pity enters an iron gate.
                                        
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                                        He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.
                                        
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                                        With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. 
                                        
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                                        Doubt that the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move his aides, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.
                                        
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                                        Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly at your service
                                        
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                                        Love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly exists.
                                        
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                                        This bud of love by summer’s ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet
                                        
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                                        She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them.
                                        
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                                        I love you more than words can wield the matter, Dearer than eyesight, space and liberty.
                                        
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                                        Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
                                        
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                                        I would not wish any companion in the world but you.
                                        
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                                        She will die if you love her not, And she will die ere she might make her love known.
                                        
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                                        Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts, and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of vipers?
                                        
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                                        Love is familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
                                        
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                                        The course of true love never did run smooth.
                                        
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                                        Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
                                        
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                                        If you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
                                        
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                                        Whoever loved that loved not at first sight?
                                        
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                                        My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
                                        
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                                        Men’s vows are women’s traitors.
                                        
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                                        Love is a smoke and is made with the fume of sighs.
                                        
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                                        They do not love that do not show their love.The course of true love never did run smooth.Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
                                        
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                                        If music be the food of love, play on.
                                        
- William Shakespeare
                                    
                                 
                            
                                                        
                                
                                                                    
                                
                                    
                                        Party thine ass off!
                                        
- William Shakespeare