To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read comes by nature.
Quote by Shakespeare
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
To saucy doubts and fears.
Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure
Every one can master a grief but he that has it
Striving to be better, oft we mar what's well.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To...
In a false quarrel there is no true valour.
But screw your courage to the sticking-place and we'll not fail.
A light heart lives long
Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love.
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.
When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
Die for adultery! No: The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly does lecher...
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart.
What, man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.
Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.
The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven...
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
We shall show mercy, but we shall not ask for it