William Shakespeare Quotes
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.
William Shakespeare
Quotes to Explore
The angel of mercy, the child of love, together had flown to the realms above.
Fanny Crosby
The priesthood is a marriage. People often start by falling in love, and they go on for years without realizing that love must change into some other love which is so unlike it that it can hardly be recognized as love at all.
Iris Murdoch
Art is always an exaggeration in some sense; in color, in form, even in theme, etc... but it has always been this way. It is the same with the nature of some works by Giotto or Massacio, or the color of life as expressed by Van Gogh.
Fernando Botero
Books are my art. The movie is someone else's art. But it's great marketing for books.
Barry Eisler
Cartooning at its best is a fine art. I'm a cartoonist who works in the medium of animation, which also allows me to paint my cartoons.
Ralph Bakshi
I grew up taking care of the pigs. I love this country that, you know, somebody can do something like that.
Sam Brownback
...the subject, the thing itself, is the genesis of all types of photography.
Bill Jay
Pittacus said, 'Every one of you hath his particular plague, and my wife is mine; and he is very happy who hath this only'.
Plutarch
A man shrinks or expands into the degree and nature of his ambition. Ambition needs to be cultivated and refined, and yet has no teachers.
Neel Burton
She was not an existence, an experience, a passion, a structure of sensations, to anybody but herself. To all humankind besides Tess was only a passing thought. Even to friends she was no more than a frequently passing thought.
Thomas Hardy
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.
William Shakespeare