When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions! William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night; Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night... William Shakespeare
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night; Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night...
To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come... William Shakespeare
To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come...
Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell and all Montagues. William Shakespeare
Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell and all Montagues.
This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. William Shakespeare
This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw. William Shakespeare
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.
Though this be madness, yet there is method in't. William Shakespeare
Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.
What's in a name, anyway? That which we call a nose by any other name would still smell. William Shakespeare
What's in a name, anyway? That which we call a nose by any other name would still smell.
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go. William Shakespeare
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
These violent delights have violent ends And in triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume William Shakespeare
These violent delights have violent ends And in triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go. William Shakespeare
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.
The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately. William Shakespeare
The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.
