Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks
Quote by Shakespeare
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
I speak of peace, while covert enmity under the smile of safety wounds the world.
Past and to come seems best; things present worst
Teach thy necessity to reason thus; There is no virtue like necessity
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling...
Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids...
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name
Men's vows are women's traitors!
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
They say miracles are past.
Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go
Society is no comfort to one not sociable.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites...
The family seems to have two predominant functions: to provide warmth and love in time...
Is a life worth living, without no one to love and to be loved in...