We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone. William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare Men at some time are masters of their fates. William Shakespeare cassius fate men Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break. William Shakespeare sadness grief heart There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow. William Shakespeare hamlet-and-ophelia special fall Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end. William Shakespeare wave minutes ends Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. . . . William Shakespeare grief moon art Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love too. William Shakespeare dark house love-is These violent delights have violent ends. William Shakespeare romeo-and-juliet-love delight friendship Many a true word hath been spoken in jest. William Shakespeare true-words jest Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak. William Shakespeare women funny thinking Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. William Shakespeare deception running water For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. William Shakespeare kings drinking beer She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her. William Shakespeare broken-heart break-up love I can express no kinder sign of love, than this kind kiss. William Shakespeare kissing kind love Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know. William Shakespeare soul heart knowledge Small things make base men proud. William Shakespeare small-things proud men But love is blind and lovers cannot see William Shakespeare venice blind love That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman. William Shakespeare memorable love men Lord, what fools these mortals be! William Shakespeare stupid-people summer dream That we would do William Shakespeare change hurt hands Hot blood begets hot thoughts, And hot thoughts beget Hot deeds, And hot deeds is love. William Shakespeare deeds hot blood
