William Shakespeare

"I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!"

"Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom."

"I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it."

"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."

"The course of true love never did run smooth."

"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything."

"This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

"Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness."

"A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)"

"There's a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads onto fortune, omitted, all their voyages end in shallows and miseries. Upon such tide are we now..."

"Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?"

"There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face."

"If music be the food of love, play on."

"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."

"I bear a charmed life."

"True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings."

"The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show."

"As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words."

"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."

"whats here a cup closed in my true loves hand poisin i see hath been his timeless end. oh churl drunk all and left no friendly drop to help me after. i will kiss thy lips some poisin doth hang on them, to help me die with a restorative. thy lips are warm.yea noise then ill be brief oh happy dagger this is thy sheath. there rust and let me die."