Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
Quote by Shakespeare
Death where is thy sting? Love, where is thy glory?
Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor Stands in...
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.
Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.
It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.
The miserable hath no other medicine but only hope
Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who...
So dear I love him that with him, All deaths I could endure. Without him,...
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites...
Good counselors lack no clients
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by...
To their right praise and true perfection!
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part...
The fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept
For when we rage, advice is often seen By blunting us to make our wits...
I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness
Here's to the people who always have a smile on their face and no matter...
The kindness I have longest remembered has been of this sort, the sort unsaid; so...