For a quart of Ale is a meal for a King.
Quote by Shakespeare
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.
My heart is ever at your service.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none
Every man after his desert, and who shall scape whipping? Use them after your own...
Past and to come seems best; things present worst
A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be...
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
Man, proud man, dressed in a little brief authority, like an angry ape, play such...
Drink some wine ere you go: fare you well.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to...
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling...
At your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble.
Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own
To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day,...
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...
Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids...
The sick soon come to understand that they live in a different world from that...
The Internet is the most important single development in the history of human communication since...
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak
Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly, now. Love...