Maxioms by William Shakespeare
There is a history in all men's lives,
Figuring the nature of the times deceased,
The which read more
There is a history in all men's lives,
Figuring the nature of the times deceased,
The which observed, a man may prophesy,
With a near aim, of the main chance of things
As yet not come to life, which in their seeds
And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I know
a hawk from a handsaw.
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I know
a hawk from a handsaw.
Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.
Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, read more
In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth; and by adventuring both, I oft found both. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
