The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
Quote by Shakespeare
'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know...
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit, For...
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.
O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
I have a bone to pick with Fate
Past and to come seems best; things present worst
My heart is ever at your service.
Set honor in one eye and death i' the other And I will look on...
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured...
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
Time is the stuff between pay days
Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
When love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony.
We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.
A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine
If they don't want to pay for it, they can stop drinking it.
If you dont drink, then all of your stories suck and end with, And then...
That laughter costs too much, which is purchased by the sacrifice of decency