The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
Quote by Shakespeare
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
The gallantry of his grief did put me into a towering passion.
Boldness be my friend.
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.
No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.
This is very midsummer madness
Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies A lass unparalleled.
The prince of darkness is a gentleman.
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.
O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past,...
Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery.
Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.
Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to...