William Shakespeare Quotes on Love (547 Quotes)

Be thou asham'd that I have took upon me
Such an immodest raiment- if shame live
In a disguise of love.

There is no evil angel but Love.

I think thou dost;
And for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty
And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath,
Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more;
For such things in a false disloyal knave
Are tricks of custom; but in a man that's just
They're close dilations, working from the heart,
That passion cannot rule.

Aaron, a thousand deaths
Would I propose to achieve her whom I love.

But he hath forc'd us to compel this offer;
And it proceeds from policy, not love.

We that are true lovers run into strange capers;
but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal
in folly.

For thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize.

I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see
the puppets dallying.

Thou hast my love; is not that neighbourly?

She did
commend my yellow stockings of late, she did praise my leg being
cross-garter'd; and in this she manifests herself to my love, and
with a kind of injunction drives me to these habits of her
liking.

Troilus had
his brains dash'd out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he
could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love.

Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should without eyes see pathways to his will!

This letter doth make good the friar's words,
Their course of love, the tidings of her death;
And here he writes that he did buy a poison
Of a poor pothecary, and therewithal
Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet.

Not that I think you did not love your father;
But that I know love is begun by time,
And that I see, in passages of proof,
Time qualifies the spark and fire of it.

Who ever strove
To show her merit that did miss her love?

Hastings and Rivers, take each other's hand;
Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love.

You would have married her most shamefully,
Where there was no proportion held in love.

Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love.

This Posthumus,
Most like a noble lord in love and one
That had a royal lover, took his hint;
And not dispraising whom we prais'd- therein
He was as calm as virtue- he began
His mistress' picture; which by his tongue being made,
And then a mind put in't, either our brags
Were crack'd of kitchen trulls, or his description
Prov'd us unspeaking sots.

I tell thee, fellow,
Thy general is my lover.

O my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is too unmannerly.

Here I kneel:
If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love
Either in discourse of thought or actual deed,
Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense,
Delighted them in any other form,
Or that I do not yet, and ever did,
And ever will, though he do shake me off
To beggarly divorcement, love him dearly,
Comfort forswear me!

To be wise, and love, Exceeds man's might.

If thou
entertain'st my love, let it appear in thy smiling; thy smiles
become thee well.

THE TWO GENTLEMEN of VERONA, act 1, scene 2 They love the least that let men know their love.

Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks,
With thy black mantle till strange love, grown bold,
Think true love acted simple modesty.

If thy soul check thee that I come so near,
Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy Will,
And will thy soul knows is admitted there;
Thus far for love, my love suit, sweet, fulfil.

Let it suffice thee, Mistress Page
at the least, if the love of soldier can suffice-that I love
thee.

Pray you, who does the wolf love?

If, with dear heart's love,
Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts,
I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter.

If lusty love should go in quest of beauty,
Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch?

I'll be as patient as a gentle stream; And make a pastime of each weary step, Till the last step have brought me to my love; And there I'll rest, as after much turmoil; A blessed soul doth in Elysium.

I would be friends with you, and have your love,
Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with,
Supply your present wants, and take no doit
Of usance for my moneys, and you'll not hear me.

Gentle Master Fenton,
Yet seek my father's love; still seek it, sir.

Come, sir, come;
I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love.

Here is a letter from Queen Hecuba,
A token from her daughter, my fair love,
Both taxing me and gaging me to keep
An oath that I have sworn.

Like to the Pontic Sea,
Whose icy current and compulsive course
Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,
Till that a capable and wide revenge
Swallow them up.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!

Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

Alas that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!

I pray you, then, in love and dear alliance,
Let that one article rank with the rest;
And thereupon give me your daughter.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is wing's Cupid painted blind.

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

Your fortune stood upon the caskets there,
And so did mine too, as the matter falls;
For wooing here until I sweat again,
And swearing till my very roof was dry
With oaths of love, at last- if promise last-
I got a promise of this fair one here
To have her love, provided that your fortune
Achiev'd her mistress.

He hath the jewel of my life in hold,
His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca;
And her withholds from me, and other more,
Suitors to her and rivals in my love;
Supposing it a thing impossible-
For those defects I have before rehears'd-
That ever Katherina will be woo'd.

Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.

My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.