Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is read more
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is bestial.
Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.
Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. read more
Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2.
Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
