Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund
Quote by Shakespeare
He was ever precise in promise-keeping.
A lady's verily is as potent as a lord's
Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind.
Happy is your Grace That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and...
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy.
Farewell, fair cruelty.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
How easy it is for the proper-false in woman's waxen hearts to set their forms!
Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have...
Is there no way for men to be, but women Must be half-workers?
Nothing is so common-place as to wish to be remarkable.
In a false quarrel there is no true valour.
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame;...
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off...
Nothing seems so tragic to one who is old as the death of one who...
Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the...