William Shakespeare, in his many plays, produced a vast number of quotes on the subject of love.

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Love all, trust a few,

Do wrong to none Act I, scene 1.

Do wrong to none

But love that comes too late,

Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried,

To the great sender turns a sour offence. Act V, scene 3, line 5.

Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, To the great sender turns a sour offence.

If thou remember'st not the slightest folly

That ever love did make thee run into,

Thou hast not lov'd. Act II, scene 4, line 34.

That ever love did make thee run into, Thou hast not lov'd.

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. Act II, scene 4, lines 53-56.



It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover. Act III, scene 2, line 245.



But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?

Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much. Act III, scene 2, line 418.

Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.

O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou didst know how many fathom deep I am in love! But it cannot be sounded; my affection hath an unknown bottom, like the bay of Portugal. Act IV, scene 1, line 208.



No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason. Act V, scene 2, line 36.



Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.

It is to be all made of sighs and tears;—

It is to be all made of faith and service;—

It is to be all made of fantasy. Act V, scene 2, line 89.

It is to be all made of sighs and tears;— It is to be all made of faith and service;— It is to be all made of fantasy.

This is the very ecstasy of love

Whose violent property foredoes itself,

And leads the will to desperate undertakings. Act II, scene 1, line 102.

Whose violent property foredoes itself, And leads the will to desperate undertakings.

Doubt thou the stars are fire. Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar. But never doubt I love. Act II, Scene 2, line 115.



He is far gone, far gone: and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love; very near this. Act II, scene 2, line 188.



Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;

When little fears grow great, great love grows there. Act III, scene 2, line 181.

When little fears grow great, great love grows there.

Forty thousand brothers

Could not, with all their quantity of love,

Make up my sum. Act V, scene 1, line 292.

Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.

Love, whose month is ever May,

Spied a blossom passing fair,

Playing in the wanton air:

Through the velvet leaves the wind,

All unseen can passage find;

That the lover, sick to death,

Wish'd himself the heaven's breath. Act IV, scene 3. Song.

Spied a blossom passing fair, Playing in the wanton air: Through the velvet leaves the wind, All unseen can passage find; That the lover, sick to death, Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.

By heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be melancholy. Act IV, scene 3, line 10.



You would for paradise break faith and troth,

And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath. Act IV, scene 3, line 143.

And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath.

A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind.

A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound. Act IV, scene 3, line 334.

A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound.

Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste:

For valour, is not Love a Hercules,

Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? Act IV, scene 3, line 339.

For valour, is not Love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?

And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods

Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Act IV, scene 3, line 344.

Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.

But love is good, and lovers cannot view themselves unto thee.

The pretty follies that themselves commit. Act II, scene 6, line 36.

The pretty follies that themselves commit.

Yet I have not seen

So likely an ambassador of love;

A day in April never came so sweet,

To show how costly summer was at hand,

As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord. Act II, scene 9, line 91.

So likely an ambassador of love; A day in April never came so sweet, To show how costly summer was at hand, As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.

And swearing till my very roof was dry

With oaths of love. Act III, scene 2, line 206.

With oaths of love.

Good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till thy sweet life end Act ii, Scene 3.



Ay me! for aught that I ever could read,

Could ever hear by tale or history,

The course of true love never did run smooth. Act I, scene 1, lines 132-34.

Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;

And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Act I, scene 1, line 234.

And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity

In least speak most, to my capacity. Act V, scene 1, line 104.

In least speak most, to my capacity.

When you depart from me sorrow abides, and happiness takes his leave. Act I, Scene 1.



Speak low, if you speak love. Act II, scene 1, line 102.



Friendship is constant in all other things

Save in the office and affairs of love:

Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;

Let every eye negotiate for itself

And trust no agent. Act II, scene 1, line 182.

Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself And trust no agent.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps. Act III, scene 1, line 106.



Upon this hint I spake;

She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd,

And I lov'd her, that she did pity them.

This only is the witchcraft I have us'd:

Here comes the lady; let her witness it. Act I, scene 3, line 166.

She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her, that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd: Here comes the lady; let her witness it.

Perdition catch my soul,

But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,

Chaos is come again. Act III, scene 3, line 89.

But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

What! keep a week away? seven days and nights?

Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours,

More tedious than the dial eight score times?

O, weary reckoning! Act III, scene 4, line 173.

Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours, More tedious than the dial eight score times? O, weary reckoning!

If heaven would make me such another world

Of one entire and perfect chrysolite,

I'ld not have sold her for it. Act V, scene 2, line 144.

Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, I'ld not have sold her for it.

Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate

Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak

Of one that loved not wisely, but too well;

Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought,

Perplexed in the extreme: of one, whose hand

Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away,

Richer than all his tribe: of one, whose subdued eyes,

Albeit unused to the melting mood,

Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees

Their medicinal gum. Act V, scene 2, line 383. ("Base Indian" is "base Judean" in first folio).

Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme: of one, whose hand Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away, Richer than all his tribe: of one, whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum.

From love's weak childish bow she lives unharmed. Act I, scene 1 ("uncharmed" instead of "unharmed" in Folio and early editions).



Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs;

Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in a lover's eyes;

Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:

What is it else? a madness most discreet,

A choking gall and a preserving sweet. Act I, scene 1, line 184.

Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in a lover's eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: What is it else? a madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

Steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks. Act I, scene 5. Chorus at end. (Not in Folio).



Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;

Cry but—"Ay me!" pronounce but "love" and "dove." Act II, scene 1, line 9.

Cry but—"Ay me!" pronounce but "love" and "dove."

See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!

O, that I were a glove upon that hand,

That I might touch that cheek! Act II, scene 2, line 23.

O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!

O, Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou, Romeo? Act II, scene 2, line 33.



For stony limits cannot hold love out,

And what love can do that dares love attempt. Act II, scene 2, line 67.

And what love can do that dares love attempt.

At lovers' perjuries,

They say, Jove laughs. Act II, scene 2, line 92.

They say, Jove laughs.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee

The more I have, for both are infinite. Act II, scene 2, line 133.

My love as deep; the more I give to thee The more I have, for both are infinite.

Love goes toward love, as school-boys from their books,

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. Act II, scene 2, line 156.

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.

It is my soul that calls upon my name;

How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,

Like soft music to attending ears. Act II, scene 2, line 165.

How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like soft music to attending ears.

'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:

And yet no further than a wanton's bird;

Who lets it hop a little from her hand,

Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,

And with a silk thread plucks it back again,

So loving-jealous of his liberty. Act II, scene 2, line 177.

And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,

That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Act II, scene 2, line 184.

That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Love's heralds should be thoughts,

Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams,

Driving back shadows over louring hills;

Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love,

And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Act II, scene 5, line 4.

Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over louring hills; Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.

Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. Act II, scene 6, line 14.

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,

Take him, and cut him out in little stars,

And he will make the face of heaven so fine,

And all the world will be in love with night,

And pay no worship to the garish sun. Act III, scene 2, line 21.

Take him, and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, And all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.

Sweet, above thought I love thee. Troilus and Cressida , Act III, scene 1, line ??.



They say all lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform. Act III, scene 2, line 91.



For to be wise, and love

Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above. Act III, scene 2, line 163.

Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above.

The noblest hateful love that e'er I heard of. Act IV, scene 1, line 33.



If music be the food of love, play on;

Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,

The appetite may sicken, and so die. Act I, scene I, line 1.

Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,

That notwithstanding thy capacity

Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,

Of what validity and pitch soe'er,

But falls into abatement and low price,

Even in a minute! Act I, scene 1, line 9.

That notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute!

Journeys end in lovers meeting,

Every wise man's son doth know. Act II, scene 3, lines 44-45.

Every wise man's son doth know.

Then let thy love be younger than thyself,

Or thy affection cannot hold the bent. Act II, scene 4, line 37.

Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.

She never told her love,

But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,

Feed on her damask cheek; she pin'd in thought,

And with a green and yellow melancholy

She sat like patience on a monument,

Smiling at grief. Act II, scene 4, line 114.

But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek; she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.

Love sought is good, but giv'n unsought is better. Act III, scene I, line 167.



For he was more than over shoes in love. Act I, scene 1, line 23.



Love is your master, for he masters you;

And he that is so yoked by a fool,

Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise. Act I, scene 1, line 39.

And he that is so yoked by a fool, Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise.

And writers say, as the most forward bud

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,

Even so by love the young and tender wit

Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud,

Losing his verdure even in the prime. Act I, scene 1, line 45.

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Even so by love the young and tender wit Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud, Losing his verdure even in the prime.

How wayward is this foolish love,

That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse

And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod. Act I, scene 2, line 57.

That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod.

O, how this spring of love resembleth

Th' uncertain glory of an April day,

Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,

And by and by a cloud takes all away! Act I, scene 3, line 84.

Th' uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away!

Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,

Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow,

As seek to quench the fire of love with words. quotesbook.com Act II, scene 7, line 18.

Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. quotesbook.com

I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire,

But qualify the fire's extreme rage,

Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. Act II, scene 7, line 21.

But qualify the fire's extreme rage, Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.

Except I be by Sylvia in the night,

There is no music in the nightingale. Act III, scene 1, line 178.

There is no music in the nightingale.

They do not love that do not show their love. Act i, Sc. 2. Attributed to John Heywood, Proverbs, Part II, Chapter IX, in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922).



Love keeps his revels where there are but twain. Line 123.



What 'tis to love? how want of love tormenteth? Line 202.



Love comforteth like sunshine after rain Line 799.



Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain Line 781.



Others [ edit ]

There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned. Antony and Cleopatra (1600s), Act I, scene 1, line 15.



I know not why

I love this youth; and I have heard you say,

Love's reason's without reason. Cymbeline (1611), Act IV, scene 2, line 20.

I love this youth; and I have heard you say, Love's reason's without reason.

I can express no kinder sign of love, than this kind kiss. Henry VI, Part I , Act I, scene 1.



Love for thy love, and hand for hand I give. Henry VI, Part I , Act III, scene 1.



For where thou art, there is the world itself, and where thou art not, desolation Henry VI, Part II , Act III, Scene 2.



Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee. Henry VIII (c. 1613), Act III, scene 2, line 444.



Not that I lov'd Caesar less, but that I lov'd Rome more. Julius Caesar , Act III, scene ii, line 22.



Though last, not least in love! Julius Caesar , Act III, scene 1, line 189.



Upon thy cheek I lay this zealous kiss,

As seal to the indenture of my love King John (1598), Act ii, scene. 1.

As seal to the indenture of my love

Which of you shall we say doth love us most?

That we our largest bounty may extend

Where nature doth with merit challenge. King Lear (1608), Act I, scene 1, line 52.

That we our largest bounty may extend Where nature doth with merit challenge.

Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues;

Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. Merry Wives of Windsor , Act II, scene 2, line 217.

Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.

There is no creature loves me,

And if I die, no soul shall pity me. Richard III (c. 1591), Act V, scene 3, line 200.

And if I die, no soul shall pity me.

Love that well which thou must leave ere long. Sonnet LXXIII .



Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,

That looks on tempests and is never shaken. Sonnet CXVI .

Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken.