For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.
Quote by Shakespeare
I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
They say best men are molded out of faults, And, for the most, become much...
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!
How easy it is for the proper-false in woman's waxen hearts to set their forms!
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a...
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
Farewell, fair cruelty.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
For a quart of Ale is a dish for a King
Patch grief with proverbs
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
For mine own part, it was Greek to me
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear
Ingratitude is monstrous
The deepest craving of human nature is the need to be appreciated.
Next to ingratitude, the most painful thing to bear is gratitude.
An ungrateful man is like a hog under a tree eating acorns, but never looking...