Shakespeare Quotes About Love

    28 quotes across 12 plays.

    The course of true love never did run smooth;

    I know I love in vain, strive against hope;

    There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.

    Antony·Antony and Cleopatra·Act 1, Scene 1

    Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch

    Antony·Antony and Cleopatra·Act 1, Scene 1

    I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards

    Antony·Antony and Cleopatra·Act 3, Scene 11

    I would not be cured, youth.

    Rosalind·As You Like It·Act 3, Scene 2

    Our wooing doth not end like an old play; Jack hath not Jill.

    Berowne·Love's Labour's Lost·Act 5, Scene 2

    I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.

    She loved me for the dangers I had passed, / And I loved her that she did pity them.

    Othello·Othello·Act 1, Scene 3

    One that loved not wisely, but too well.

    Othello·Othello·Act 5, Scene 2

    But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? / It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

    Romeo·Romeo and Juliet·Act 2, Scene 2

    What's in a name? That which we call a rose / By any other name would smell as sweet.

    Juliet·Romeo and Juliet·Act 2, Scene 2

    My bounty is as boundless as the sea, / My love as deep.

    Juliet·Romeo and Juliet·Act 2, Scene 2

    I have a kind of self resides with you; But an unkind self, that itself will leave, To be another's fool.

    If music be the food of love, play on;

    Orsino·Twelfth Night·Act 1, Scene 1

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

    Viola·Twelfth Night·Act 2, Scene 4

    Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.

    In love Who respects friend?

    What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?

    Who is Silvia? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she;

    Also referencing love

    Lord, what fools these mortals be!

    They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain and nourish all the world.

    Berowne·Love's Labour's Lost·Act 4, Scene 3

    She speaks poniards, and every word stabs.

    For man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.

    How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!

    O madness of discourse, That cause sets up with and against itself!

    Troilus·Troilus and Cressida·Act 5, Scene 2

    All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.

    O heaven! were man But constant, he were perfect.