Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
Quote by Shakespeare
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling...
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.
By that sin fell the angels.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this son of York;...
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books; But love from love, toward school...
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions!
Knowing I loved my books, he furnished me, From mine own library with volumes that...
Two women placed together makes cold weather.
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea...
Every cloud engenders not a storm
The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the...
The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit, For...
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till...
Patch grief with proverbs
Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of...
Instead of weeping when a tragedy occurs in a songbird's life, it sings away its...