Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy
Quote by Shakespeare
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.
'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
To be a well-favored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Light seeking light doth light of light beguile.
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.
Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
My pride fell with my fortunes.
Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids...
He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous...
He makes a swan-like end, fading in music.
To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.
God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.
Present mirth hath present laughter, what's to come is still unsure.
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured...
Tidings do I bring, and lucky joys, And golden times, and happy news of price
Luck affects everything; let your hook always be cast; in the stream where you least...
Love not the flower they pluck and know it not, And all their botany is...