Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
For you and I are past our dancing days.
William Shakespeare
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
Playwright
Poet
Stage Actor
Writer
Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
Shakespere
Shakespear
Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
Juliet
Ballet
Dancing
Days
Past
Love
More quotes by William Shakespeare
Abandon all remorse On horror's head horrors accumulate.
William Shakespeare
Prosperity's the very bond of love.
William Shakespeare
Striving to better, oft we mar what’s well.
William Shakespeare
How much more doth beauty beauteous seem by that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
William Shakespeare
For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is a pattern of celestial peace.
William Shakespeare
Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
William Shakespeare
Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
William Shakespeare
The sudden hand of Death close up mine eye!
William Shakespeare
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
William Shakespeare
Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief.
William Shakespeare
Who can control his fate?
William Shakespeare
And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.
William Shakespeare
I wonder that you will still be talking. Nobody marks you.
William Shakespeare
We do not keep the outward form of order, where there is deep disorder in the mind.
William Shakespeare
No worse a husband than the best of men.
William Shakespeare
I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.
William Shakespeare
The color of the king doth come and go, Between his purpose and his conscience, Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set: His passion is so ripe, it needs must break.
William Shakespeare
I...Kisss the tender inward of thy hand.
William Shakespeare
They may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who, even in pure and vestal modesty, Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.
William Shakespeare
Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius, That you would have me seek into myself For that which is not in me?
William Shakespeare
