Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.
Quote by Shakespeare
He that dies pays all debts
He that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends.
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.
Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this son of York;...
He is not great who is not greatly good.
This above all; to thine own self be true.
There's not a note of mine that's worth the noting.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange...
Striving to be better, oft we mar what's well.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love...
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.
Why this is very midsummer madness.
Joy delights in Joy
Farewell, fair cruelty.
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...
A very quiet and tasteful way to be famous is to have a famous relative....
I'm English. Our dentistry is not world famous. But I made sure I got moldings...