Present mirth hath present laughter, what's to come is still unsure.
Quote by Shakespeare
The purest treasure mortal times afford, is spotless reputation; that away, men are but gilded...
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
But men are men; the best sometimes forget.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
My revenue is the silly cheat
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling...
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter.
But here's the joy: my friend and I are one... Then she loves but me...
A friend should bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
Soft pity enters an iron gate.
He was ever precise in promise-keeping.
There are some real hearts that get broken by imaginary people and empty promises...so think...
One must have a good memory to be able to keep the promises that one...