William Shakespeare

Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you? -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you? -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.

Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.

This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs; if we
grow all to be pork-eaters, we shall read more

This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs; if we
grow all to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly have a rasher on
the coals for money.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

For you know, nuncle,
The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long
That it's had it head bit read more

For you know, nuncle,
The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long
That it's had it head bit off by it young.