#hak

People don’t write sonnets about being compatible. Or novels about sharing life goals and stimulating conversation. The great loves are the crazy ones. ↗

— Blair Waldorf

#boring #love #shakespeare #life

More grief to hide than hate to utter love. Polonius, Hamlet. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#polonius #shakespeare #love

William Shakespeare: I have a wife, yes, and I cannot marry the daughter of Sir Robert De Lesseps. You needed no wife come from Stratford to tell you that, and yet, you let me come to your bed. Viola De Lesseps: Calf-love. I loved the writer and gave up the prize for a sonnet. ↗

— Marc Norman

#viola-de-lesseps #william-shakespeare #love

JAQUES: Rosalind is your love's name? ORLANDO: Yes, just. JAQUES: I do not like her name. ORLANDO: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#humor #jaques #names #orlando #rosalind

Shakespeare had it right all along: Love will kill you in the end. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#love-lost #relationship-advice #romeo-and-juliet #shakespeare #shakespeare-in-love

By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, but music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night and his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #the-merchant-of-venice #change

We tell stories to live, to love, to prosper and to fail. ↗

— Bill Willingham

#love

Prose Poems from my book SPAN OBSERVATION So, we may not be able to explain the world. Not exactly. But we can accept it, and love it. We can turn our faces to the light and examine the minutest details simply for the sake of it. We can live lives of joy and purpose. We are all part of one whole. Take comfort in this. Almost every one of us is capable of holding a cup to another’s lips without our hands shaking. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#comfort #cup #examine #hands #holding

The hands of those I meet are dumbly eloquent to me. The touch of some hands is an impertinence. I have met people so empty of joy, that when I clasped their frosty finger-tips, it seemed as if I were shaking hands with a northeast storm. Others there are whose hands have sunbeams in them, so that their grasp warms my heart. It may be only the clinging touch of a child's hand; but there is as much potential sunshine in it for me as there is in a loving glance for others. A hearty handshake or a friendly letter gives me genuine pleasure. ↗

— Helen Keller

#love

Hang there like a fruit, my soul, Till the tree die! -Posthumus Leonatus Act V, Scene V ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love #reunion #shakespeare #love