There's no trust, no faith, no honesty, in men; all perjured, all forsworn, all nought, all dissemblers.
Quote by Shakespeare
The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven...
Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.
How well he's read, to reason against reading!
Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books; But love from love, toward school...
When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a...
The valiant never taste of death but once.
The better part of valour is discretion.
A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous...
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.
Grief makes one hour ten
What's gone and what's past help should be past grief
Toil is man's allotment; toil of brain, or toil of hands, or a grief that's...
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow...
The old days were the old days. And they were great days. But now is...