Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
Quote by Shakespeare
Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down...
In delay there lies no plenty.
Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.
Lord, what fools these mortals be.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.
The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!
When valour preys on reason, it eats the sword it fights with.
Done to death by slanderous tongues.
Who can be patient in extremes?
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by...
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.
I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and...
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not...
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win, by...
So dear I love him that with him, All deaths I could endure. Without him,...
Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her...
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
All that we are is the result of what we have thought. If a man...
Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty.
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell