“With that, I took a deep breath and leapt; spreading my arms, pretending I could fly . . .”
— Chelsie Shakespeare“The longer I lived, the longer it would be until I saw him alive again, until I could taste his new lips and run my fingers through his new hair. We could be young and beautiful again . . .”
— Chelsie Shakespeare“Like madness is the glory of this life.”
— Shakespeare“Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.”
— William Shakespeare“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.”
— William Shakespeare“Lord, what fools these mortals be!”
— William Shakespeare“Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.”
— William Shakespeare“My only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy.”
— William Shakespeare“How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.”
— William Shakespeare“Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love.”
— William Shakespeare“This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.”
— William Shakespeare“Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.”
— William Shakespeare“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)”
— William Shakespeare“For she had eyes and chose me.”
— William Shakespeare“For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?”
— William Shakespeare“I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.”
— William Shakespeare“If I were to kiss you then go to hell, I would. So then I can brag with the devils I saw heaven without ever entering it.”
— William Shakespeare“Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.”
— William Shakespeare“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.”
— William Shakespeare“Well, every one can master a grief but he that has it.”
— William Shakespeare“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears;What is it else? A madness most discreet,A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.”
— William Shakespeare“Suffer love! A good ephitet! I do suffer love indeed, for I love thee against my will.”
— William Shakespeare“These times of woe afford no time to woo.”
— William Shakespeare“For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.”
— William Shakespeare“To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still.”
— William Shakespeare“Then others for breath of words respect,Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect.”
— William Shakespeare“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
— William ShakespeareTo weep is to make less the depth of grief.
— William ShakespeareThe morning steals upon the night, melting the darkness.
— William ShakespeareWe know what we are, but not what we may be.
— William ShakespeareLove looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
— William ShakespeareA fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.
— William Shakespeare“What's done cannot be undone.”
— William Shakespeare