If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.
Quote by Shakespeare
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant...
Let no such man be trusted.
Lawn as white as driven snow
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.
Some true love turned and not a false turned true.
Nothing will come of nothing
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without...
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would...
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
We came into the world like brother and brother; And now let's go hand in...
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their...
Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings
When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' the sea, that you might...
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
When the age is in, the wit is out.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.
Expectation is the root of all heartache.