1. | Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold - As You Like It |
2. | They had not skill enough your worth to sing - Sonnet 106 |
3. | Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs - Romeo and Juliet |
4. | Hell is empty and all the devils are here - The Tempest |
5. | To die upon a kiss - Othello |
6. | Let not light see my black and deep desires - Macbeth |
7. | That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot - Sonnet 71 |
8. | For where thou art, there is the world itself, and where thou art not, desolation - Henry IV |
9. | Now is the winter of our discontent - Richard III |
10. | You have witchcraft in your lips - Henry V |
11. | Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps - Much Ado About Nothing |
12. | A dream itself is but a shadow - Hamlet |
13. | I had no judgment when to her I swore - A Midsummer Night's Dream |
14. | With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire - Twelfth Night |
15. | The field's chief flower, sweet above compare - Venus and Adonis |
16. | Nothing can be made out of nothing - King Lear |
17. | Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love - Antony and Cleopatra |
18. | I am not bound to please thee with my answers - The Merchant of Venice |
19. | The fault… is not in our stars, but in ourselves - Julius Caesar |
20. | She's beautiful and therefore to be wooed - Henry VI |