Farewell, fair cruelty.
Quote by Shakespeare
Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty:...
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have...
I am a feather for each wind that blows
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor
He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her...
Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, and nights bright days when...
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold
Lord, what fools these mortals be.
Die for adultery! No: The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly does lecher...
How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face
Parting is such a sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.
Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night
Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
The fashion of the time is changed
He makes a swan-like end, fading in music.
I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
I use dancing to embellish, extend or enlarge upon an existing emotion.