Quotes about Sonnets

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Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
In the case of Michel Angelo we have an artist who with brush and chisel portrayed literally thousands of human forms; b — Edward Carpenter, The Intermediate Sex: A Study of Some Transitional Types of Men and Women
In the case of Michel Angelo we have an artist who with brush and chisel portrayed literally thousands of human forms; b — Edward Carpenter, The Intermediate Sex: A Study of Some Transitional Types of Men and Women
I am, and that is all I know at times,My being shaped by forces known and not.But whereas words are made to bend to rhym — David Griswold, Farmer's Market Sonnets: Autumn 2012
I am, and that is all I know at times,My being shaped by forces known and not.But whereas words are made to bend to rhym — David Griswold, Farmer's Market Sonnets: Autumn 2012
Were kisses all the joys in bed,/One woman would another wed. — William Shakespeare
Were kisses all the joys in bed,/One woman would another wed. — William Shakespeare
O! How much more doth beauty beauteous seem — By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
O! How much more doth beauty beauteous seem — By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
Lorenzo: In such a night stood Dido with a willow in her hand upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love to come again t — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
Lorenzo: In such a night stood Dido with a willow in her hand upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love to come again t — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
Where Do You Show Up to Share What You Have to Offer?When You Love What You Do-You Share It Daily — Ninon de Vere De Rosa
Where Do You Show Up to Share What You Have to Offer?When You Love What You Do-You Share It Daily — Ninon de Vere De Rosa
Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deniest me is; Me it sucked first, and now sucks thee, — John Donne
Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deniest me is; Me it sucked first, and now sucks thee, — John Donne
Ode to the Chamber...linger here amidst the chamberin which we embrace our lovetalk to me of sonnetsand call me turtledo — Muse, Enigmatic Evolution
Ode to the Chamber...linger here amidst the chamberin which we embrace our lovetalk to me of sonnetsand call me turtledo — Muse, Enigmatic Evolution
The risks of liberty we must let everyone take — but the risks of ignorance and self-helplessness are another matter.
The risks of liberty we must let everyone take — but the risks of ignorance and self-helplessness are another matter.
Reading your sonnets?” asked Orphu. Mahnmut closed the book. “How’d you know? Have you taken up telepathy now that you’v — Dan Simmons, Ilium
Reading your sonnets?” asked Orphu. Mahnmut closed the book. “How’d you know? Have you taken up telepathy now that you’v — Dan Simmons, Ilium
They think thee mad? I'll show thou mad, my lord. — Phar West Nagle
They think thee mad? I'll show thou mad, my lord. — Phar West Nagle
Then the conceit of this inconstant staySets you rich in youth before my sight,Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay,T — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
Then the conceit of this inconstant staySets you rich in youth before my sight,Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay,T — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
For all that beauty that doth cover theeIs but the seemly raiment of my heart,Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
For all that beauty that doth cover theeIs but the seemly raiment of my heart,Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
To give yourself away keep yourself still,And you must live drawn by your own sweet skill. — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
To give yourself away keep yourself still,And you must live drawn by your own sweet skill. — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,And, constant stars, in them I read such art,As truth and beauty shall togethe — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,And, constant stars, in them I read such art,As truth and beauty shall togethe — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
Then, were not summer's distillation leftA liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,Beauty's effect with beauty were beref — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
Then, were not summer's distillation leftA liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,Beauty's effect with beauty were beref — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
Then of thy beauty do I question make,That thou among the wastes of time must go,Since sweets and beauties do themselves — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
Then of thy beauty do I question make,That thou among the wastes of time must go,Since sweets and beauties do themselves — William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease;Feeding on that which doth preserve the il — William Shakespeare
My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease;Feeding on that which doth preserve the il — William Shakespeare