The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
Quote by Shakespeare
How now, wit! Whither wander you?
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.
To be or not to be: that is the question.
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.
Mine honor is my life; both grow in one; Take honor from me, and my...
Now is the winter of our discontent.
Love is supposed to start with bells ringing and go downhill from there. But it...
We cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to...
My revenue is the silly cheat
Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in a holiday humor, and like...
God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Self-love, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.
Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
Nothing is lasting but change; nothing perpetual but death
Being over seventy is like being engaged in a war. All our friends are going...
I was always a singer and a dancer, and I always wanted to be an...
Vice has more martyrs than virtue; and it often happens that men suffer more to...