Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin
As self-neglecting.
William Shakespeare on Christmas
1564–1616 England
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Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth, that he cannot endure in his age.
O Lord, that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
* * * few things loves better
Than to abhor himself.
What! have I 'scaped love-letters in the holiday-time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them?
That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry
Half my love with him, half my care and duty.
King Lear (1608)
If I can do it
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,
She shall not long continue love to him.
Even at this sight
My heart is turn'd to stone: and while 'tis mine,
It shall be stony.
I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at; I am not what I am.
Othello (1603)
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand.
Macbeth (1605)
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth.
Macbeth (1605)
Sweet fellowship in shame!
One drunkard loves another of the name.
Let fair humanity abhor the deed
That spots and stains love's modest snow-white weed.
Prosperity's the very bond of love.
Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give
As one near death to those that wish him live.
You know that love
Will creep in service where it cannot go.
Othello (1603)
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: William Shakespeare (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.