Maxioms by William Shakespeare
This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons pease,
And utters it again when God doth please.
This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons pease,
And utters it again when God doth please.
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.
The human mortals. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
The human mortals. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Ay, gentle Thurio, for you know that love
Wilt creep in service where it cannot go.
Ay, gentle Thurio, for you know that love
Wilt creep in service where it cannot go.
They say, best men are moulded out of faults.
They say, best men are moulded out of faults.
