This the curse of service: Preferment goes by letter and affection, and not by old gradation, where each second stood heir to the first.
Quote by Shakespeare
When the age is in, the wit is out.
Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.
For when we rage, advice is often seen By blunting us to make our wits...
There's many a man has more hair than wit.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none
There's no trust, no faith, no honesty, in men; all perjured, all forsworn, all nought,...
An old man is twice a child.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling...
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in...
As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept
Expectation is the root of all heartache.
The gallantry of his grief did put me into a towering passion.
Two women placed together makes cold weather.
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.
A ministering angel shall my sister be.
Now is the winter of our discontent.
How well he's read, to reason against reading!
The wheel is come full circle.