How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face
Quote by Shakespeare
Striving to be better, oft we mar what's well.
Heaven give you many, many merry days! - from The Merry Wives of Windsor
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
I will praise any man that will praise me.
When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
Thought is free.
Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
There's no trust, no faith, no honesty, in men; all perjured, all forsworn, all nought,...
Nothing can come of nothing.
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...
Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.
He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow's dark array, Days of absence, I...
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites...
I bear a charmed life.
Take heed, be wary how you place your words;Talk like the vulgar sort of market...
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
God made woman beautiful and foolish; beautiful, that man might love her; and foolish, that...
Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.
Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are...