For all true love is grounded on esteem.
Quote by George Villiers
Men's fame is like their hair, which grows after they are dead, and with just...
The world's a forest, in which all lose their way; though by a different path...
What the devil does the plot signify, except to bring in fine things?
Make my breast transparent as pure crystal, that the world, jealous of me, may see...
And as they pass, turn back and laugh at me.
Good wits will jump.