Every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Perfection Quotes

Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart.

Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart.

It is meat and drink to me to see a clown.

It is meat and drink to me to see a clown.

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without...

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without...

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me...

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me...

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To...

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To...

O, had I but followed the arts!

O, had I but followed the arts!

Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.

Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.

It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest...

It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest...

Every cloud engenders not a storm

Every cloud engenders not a storm

There's not one wise man among twenty will praise himself.

There's not one wise man among twenty will praise himself.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt

Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.

Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.

God be prais'd, that to believing souls, Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair

God be prais'd, that to believing souls, Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair

There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.

There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.

I would fain die a dry death.

I would fain die a dry death.

Our foster-nurse of nature is repose

Our foster-nurse of nature is repose

What man has joined, nature is powerless to put asunder.

What man has joined, nature is powerless to put asunder.

He was one of those inexplicable gifts of nature, an artist who leaps over boundaries,...

He was one of those inexplicable gifts of nature, an artist who leaps over boundaries,...