O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
Quote by Shakespeare
Death is a fearful thing.
There are two sides to every question, because, when there are no longer two sides...
Good luck is often with the man who doesn't include it in his plans
Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids...
Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in...
She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty; How love...
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor
Every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment
Literature is a comprehensive essence of the intellectual life of a nation.
The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the...
Time is the stuff between pay days
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books; But love from love, toward school...
I am ill at these numbers
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
'Tis mad idolatry to make the service greater than the god.
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame;...
Beauty itself doth of itself persuade, The eyes of men without an orator.
Beauty is only skin deep. I think what's really important is finding a balance of...
Judgment of beauty can err, what with the wine and the dark