Choose Love
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I o’erlook
Love’s stories written in love’s richest book.
— A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I o’erlook
Love’s stories written in love’s richest book.
— A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

Joy, gentle friends! Joy and fresh days of love
Accompany your hearts!
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act V, Scene i

How low am I, thou painted maypole? speak;
How low am I? I am not yet so low
But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.
–Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

Never did mockers waste more idle breath.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

The course of true love never did run smooth.
—A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act I, Scene. i

To say the truth, reason and love
keep little company together nowadays.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act III, Scene i

Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:
Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,
Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii