Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.
Quote by Shakespeare
We that are true lovers run into strange capers.
Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honor bright
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the...
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bed-fellows
I was adored once too.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not...
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it...
The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are...
Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet...
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!
Boldness be my friend.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till...
Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
Everyone ought to bear patiently the results of his own conduct.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.
Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if...
I quit being afraid when my first venture failed and the sky didn't fall down.