William Shakespeare

You cram these words into mine ears against the stomach of my sense.

William Shakespeare

You do as chapmen do, dispraise the thing that you desire to buy.

William Shakespeare

You speak an infinite deal of nothing.

William Shakespeare

You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live.

William Shakespeare

You told a lie, an odious damned lie; Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.

William Shakespeare

You will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman’s beard.

William Shakespeare

You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.

William Shakespeare

Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.

William Shakespeare

Your gentleness shall force more than your force move us to gentleness.

William Shakespeare