William Shakespeare - Love Quotes

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Ay me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. But, either it was different in blood,- Or else it stood upon the choice of friends,- Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it.

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Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever!

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The love of wicked men converts to fear;
That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both
To worthy danger and deserved death.

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A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk, and will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month.

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So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end

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Love that comes too late,
Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried.

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I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day,
And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.

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Ever note, Lucilius, When love begins to sicken and decay It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; But when they should endure the bloody spur, They fall their crests, and like deceitful jades Sink in the trial.

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Prophet may you be! If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth, when time is old and hath forgot itself, when waterdrops have worn the stones of Troy, and blind oblivion swallowed cities up, and mighty states characterless are grated to dusty nothing, yet let memory, from false to false, among false maids in love, upbraid my falsehood!

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How wayward is this foolish love that, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse and presently, all humble, kiss the rod.

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But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;

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A young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief

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For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of disprized love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?…
Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all.

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The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, is often left unloved.

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Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

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Fair Katherine, and most fair,
Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms
Such as will enter at a lady's ear,
And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?

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Julia: They do not love that do not show their love. Lucetta: O! they love least that let men know their love.

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Duke: And what's her history?
Viola: A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed On Her Damask Cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like Patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.

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She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought;
And with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?

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In love the heavens themselves do guide the state;
Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.

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The presence of a king engenders love
Amongst his subjects, and his royal friends.

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Some men there are love not a gaping pig;
Some, that are mad if they behold a cat.

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Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast, yet love breaks through and picks them all at last.

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Farewell, Monsieur Traveler: look you lisp, and wear strange suits, disable all the benefits of your own country, be out of love with your nativity, and almost chide God for making you that countenance you are; or I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola.

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Take, O take those lips away,
That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn:
But my kisses bring again, bring again,
Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.

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