Quotes by Shakespeare, William

We go to gain a little patch of ground that hath in it no profit but t >>

O curse of marriage that we can call these delicate creatures ours and >>

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other wo >>

Quotations about Spring

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mix >>

Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise! >>

For like as herbs and trees bringing forth fruit and flourish in May, >>

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.

Shakespeare, William