Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.
Quote by Shakespeare
Farewell, fair cruelty.
To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...
If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.
I would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep...
Thou art sure of me:--go, make money
I am ill at these numbers
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall
At your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble.
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of...
God made woman beautiful and foolish; beautiful, that man might love her; and foolish, that...
The courses of true love never did run smooth.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits...
Society is no comfort to one not sociable.
I will beat thee into handsomeness
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To...
Season's Greetings and best wishes for the New Year.
May all your troubles last as long as your New Year's resolutions.
Cheers to a New Year and another chance for us to get it right.
For last year's words belong to last year's language and next year's words await another...