Madness in great ones must not unwatched go. William Shakespeare
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions! William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!
Life ... is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. William Shakespeare
Life ... is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
Though this be madness, yet there is method in't. William Shakespeare
Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.
I should be soaring away with my head tilted slightly toward the gods, feeding on the caviar of Shakespeare. An actor must act. Laurence Olivier
I should be soaring away with my head tilted slightly toward the gods, feeding on the caviar of Shakespeare. An actor must act.
One pain is lessened by another’s anguish. ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die. William Shakespeare
One pain is lessened by another’s anguish. ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.
The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love. Will Smith
The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.
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.
Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. William Shakespeare
Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.
Conscience doth make cowards of us all. William Shakespeare
Conscience doth make cowards of us all.
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...
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.