Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief
Quote by Shakespeare
I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books.
His (Cardinal ) own opinion was his law
Soft pity enters an iron gate.
The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay...
Speak low, if you speak love.
I will praise any man that will praise me.
Everyone ought to bear patiently the results of his own conduct.
Take heed, be wary how you place your words;Talk like the vulgar sort of market...
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream
Lawless are they that make their wills their law.
Set honor in one eye and death i' the other And I will look on...
The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief: He robs himself that spends a...
Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed.
They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat us hungerly, and...
I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
You speak an infinite deal of nothing.
You have too much respect upon the world: They lose it that do buy it...
Be absolute for death; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter.
I'd rather be dead than think about death.
Animals have these advantages over man: they never hear the clock strike, they die without...