Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.
Quote by Shakespeare
The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape
My heart is ever at your service.
Conversation should be pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, free without indecency, learned without conceitedness,...
Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief
Who can be patient in extremes?
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more...
Desire of having is the sin of covetousness.
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
But like of each thing that in season grows.
The prince of darkness is a gentleman.
I will instruct my sorrows to be proud For grief is proud an't makes his...
I wear not My dagger in my mouth
Our bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners.
Is there no way for men to be, but women Must be half-workers?
A woman will flirt with anybody in the world as long as other people are...
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love - any...