Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
Quote by Shakespeare
Service is no heritage.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books.
When most I wink, then do my eyes best see
Death where is thy sting? Love, where is thy glory?
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more...
I cannot tell what the dickens his name is
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold
Love is a spirit all compact of fire
What is past is prologue.
For I can raise no money by vile means.
An overflow of good converts to bad.
To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the...
Your tale sir, would cure deafness
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
When the sun rises, it rises for everyone.