William Shakespeare

There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.

There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.

This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers…. There is divinity in odd numbers, either read more

This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers…. There is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act v. Sc. 1.

The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In read more

The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood. -As You Like It. Act read more

For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.