William Shakespeare

Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain all
The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv'd,
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Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain all
The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv'd,
And is enough for both.

All hell shall stir for this. -King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1.

All hell shall stir for this. -King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1.

Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

That would hang us, every mother's son. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

That would hang us, every mother's son. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.